just an empty impression
in the bed where you used to be
– empty sky, springsteen
this post is for those with an empty place at their table
those with an empty sky
and yet, this bloody world turns, the sun will rise
tomorrow
and today
well, I guess
today, we will bloody well just do
what we have
to
do,
again
for wordpress weekly photo challenge – gathering
andy townend 
Fantastic approach Andy! I cry for the world and I also have an empty seat at my table from my mother’s passing! Your poem is so moving and touches a nerve! I mean that, of course, in a good way.
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Thank you, and yes, I understand.
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Wow, thank you for this, Andy.
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