Never Left: prose

Never Left: prose

By CATALINA FERNANDEZ
Staff Writer

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(Lisa Young/The Bradenton Herald/TNS)
I miss you.
The memories we made brought me joy;
the memories we made brought me strength.
You were always there for me when I needed support;
you gave me hope in the darkest of days.
I was always safe and never afraid.
Everything was in place, and I thought it would stay that way.
I miss you.
You have left, but
your presence has not.
You made a positive impact on my life,
and I will always feel that way.