September entry

The demise of a beloved character

I view you,
Like the palm of an aged hand,
Traversing unchartered lands,
Detours carved deep.

You stood tall
When others fell before you.
Your silence spoke volumes.

You gave no notice
Of your impending departure
Leaving chronicles unwritten
A cavernous gap
Awaiting your return.

You, the author of your destiny
Left too soon.