NaPM 30 April 2022

[TranquillityBase]

Still waiting on you, Tim. I know this is a very tough one for you. If you need to take a pass, I get it.
Peace be with you, brother.
Mark

Thanks Mark.  I was considering posting a poem I found in my son's belongings in place of one of my own in response to this prompt, but just couldn't bear to even re-type it at the time. It's a daily struggle, even after 2 years, to think past the grief.

Tim

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Poetry is poor consolation
for what has been lost to the waves
of empires like seas, the forfeited graves
of Gallipoli or Troy, in an alien nation

generations removed from spoiled
loins lying beneath
roots stirring in the damp soil,
and buds unsheathing quietly to the moon.

Really excellent Busker.