By Raia Schafer on October 28, 2020
Raia Schafer: “Hourglass”
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Hourglass
I miss him
It’s like there are five strings
and all but one is broken
The one that remains
is so strong it keeps me
from crying
And to those who have lost theirs
they shall still feel the warmth
of their father
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