Again the month
of grandeur
in grief appears
on the calendar.
A grid of days
leading to the day
the floor, the foundation
to my house
of stability gave
way. A crumbling
to open
all invisible doors
to go forward
without him.
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Night & Day Poems of Amy Nash 
I hope this month leaves you stronger. December happens to be the one that gives me bad flashbacks. *hugs*
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Thank you so much for your encouraging words. I lost my father on August 27th two years ago. I miss him so much.
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