Loss

What comes to mind when we say we have lost?

Misplaced our wallet? A coin rolled away?

A week’s wages at the races lost on a sure thing?

A sports team beaten, that’s a bad day.

The ultimate loss. Death. ‘We lost him last year’.

Never to touch, hug, smell him ever again;

see his smile, hear his voice, share valuable time.

Death begets loss, begets unbearable pain.

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