I stare into an empty room,
physically.
Mentally,
I see you walking toward me.
I see your picture you’ve grown,
physically.
Mentally,
I still see the child you used to be.
I sit here alone,
physically.
Mentally,
you sit right beside me.
My arms in my lap lay empty,
physically.
Mentally,
they are wrapped around you.
Silently I meditate,
physically.
Mentally,
I hear your voice.
My child you are not here with me,
physically.
Mentally,
you live in my heart always.
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