Mother gone. Father gone. Aunts gone. Uncles gone.
Cousins gone. Friends gone. Acquaintances gone.
Lovers gone. Neighbors gone. Fellow teachers gone…
Yet I remain to think about these people and reflect
on the good and not so good that I found in each of them,
which can vary depending on what I remember at a given time
and even my mood while remembering.
All I can say is that I miss some more than others—
wish I had been closer to some, and not so close to others.
And so it goes…
