The Way Things Go
Too many are going….I wrote this for the Strattons when they lost Cate recently.
Cate
The door is closed
Why do they leave
Is it Christmas Weather
The way the world is posed
In a window. The tether
Loosens and the weave
Gives way to space
And that is why they go
They can’t get back
Not because you didn’t call
Not because you didn’t know
Or the yellow leaves of fall
It is the deal of the pack
The way things go.
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