Speak His Name

Eyes are the windows to the soul
So you take a furtive look
You can read the pain I feel
My loss an open book

Words of comfort falter on your lips
And you don’t know what to say
So you hold back on your sympathies
Perhaps another day

Life goes on and time will heal
So things get left unsaid
You try not to breathe life into memories
And we speak not of the dead

So his name remains unspoken
His memory held captive by the past
A false smile is painted on my face
Its weight a leaden cast

How I long to hear your name
Spoken not in hushed tones but out loud
To remind me not that you died
But that you lived and made me proud

by Amanda Brooke

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