Dedicated to Poetry Forum members no longer with us

I weep for those I’ve never known,
voices in the ether, now gone
Their thoughts and dreams
expressed in verse …. and worse,
a comfort to them.
Sometimes striking a chord,
sometimes banal,
but always from the heart.
Strangely,
I miss these faceless strangers
who passed through
briefly leaving a thought
in time, to reverberate
and stir my aging soul,
reminding me
of my own mortality.