November Dreary
written by: Savannah E
November 30th comes like a shadow,
quiet and certain.
Twenty-four days in light with you,
and then the world shifted
without warning.
I carry your absence
like a hand I cannot hold,
like a question
that will never be answered.
Sometimes I wonder
if the wind carries your laughter,
if the trees remember your small footprints,
if the world keeps a corner
just for you.
Grief is not loud;
it is a whisper in empty rooms,
a shadow in every photograph,
a memory that bends the heart
and stretches time.
And still, I breathe, I continue,
learning that love does not end
just because life does,
and that carrying you forward forever
is the only way to keep you near.
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