Poetry……Miss You I Miss You Everything is incomplete A broken circle An empty box Time with no clock Words without meaning Death but still breath ~B Others are Reading Bobby Greer FLARE on GOD 121 Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: A Long Way Home God (acrostic) Have You Ever Been a Grown-Up? Love Struck Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Prove You\'re Human * − 3 = five