The world stops
For me.
My world stops.
I can’t hear the birds,
The wind in the trees.
The sea is silent.
My world has stopped.
She’s gone.
Dead.
My baby has left me
Alone.
I feel so alone.
Can’t think straight,
but so much going on in my head.
Why did you leave?
How could you leave?
Leave me?
Leave US?
We miss you so much.
No more laughter, chatter, shouting, crying…
The sound of your footsteps,
the flick of your hair…
All gone.
Our. World. Has. Stopped.
For dear Jo, following the sudden and unexplained death of her 16 year old daughter.
The Finished Work 
A beautiful tribute to your friend’s daughter.
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