Dear Nicole,
Wherever you are,
Wherever you may be,
Please know that,
We miss you dearly.
Perhaps you have slipped
Your earthly bonds,
And the chains of pain,
That tied you.
Our hearts once light,
For having known you,
Remain heavy now,
For having lost you.
Go ask Alice,
I think she’ll know.
Bob Severin
February twenty-fourth
Two thousand and fifteen