I send a text,
There is no response.
I make a call,
The cell rings on and on.
I ring the bell,
The door goes unanswered.
Like opening a gift
     wrapped so beautifully,
           pretty bow, paper, and all,
I find it empty
     when I lift the lid.
A lonely cry rises up
When I remember...
He's no longer here.*

*Saudade is deep emotional state of
melancholic longing for a person or
thing that is absent, a bittersweet
feeling of longing for a loved person
who is gone.

    See this poem @ His Newsman

by J Alan R
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