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I Am Lonely For You, Forever
(Reflections that evening of Ben's death ...)
Drawn back to my house,
wherein her plaintive cries I did hear.
Wept my heart for Ben's mom
with whom I could be neither nor near.
In desperate near madness, oh ... the blackest of nights,
joylessly my family did weep.
So sad when I would have prefered
together with whom I might sleep.
Our child we loved him so much in common,
my mind unrestrained in darkness did roam …
this reality unimaginable, especially stark,
my house … no longer my home.
In memory’s flight I remember this well
when ended Passover they readied to leave.
I felt the burn of his stubbly cheeks
funny how much in remembrance we grieve.
Ben, Ben ... I wept.
We spoke, but then in silence you died.
It was only just a moment before
While slept in my dreams I cried.
So few hours have since elapsed
in the hospital that psalm I did sing.
I am already lonely for you, forever,
when morrow’s morn would no new smiles bring.
Alan D. Busch
April 2008
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