A Voice from the Eastern Door
39 YEARS
39 YEARS
By Jessica Garrow
Just another day to me.
Of you, I no longer see.
Your face fades.
Of this I do evade.
Gone so long.
I still go on.
How long will this be?
My grief always hidden.
Is it forbidden?
Gone too quickly.
Is that my pay?
Days forgotten.
Seems like yesterday.
I trudge on this worn out path.
Till we meet again.
My destiny fulfilled.
Love, First Daughter.
Jessica
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