Missing Posters

You are gone.

Where did you go?

I think I know.

I feel empty

some days, yet I am

still full of hope.

I’ve been missing

you. I run into signs

you have left behind.

I walk around with

a hole in my heart.

Still, I feel at peace

believing that you

are in a better place.

When I look to the sky,

I see your face. Now,

I can rip down these

missing posters that

I hung up many years

ago – the day you went

away. I knew you couldn’t

stay. I can call off the search

because I know where

I can find you: in dreams,

my children’s laughter,

the smell of fresh flowers:

when I look in the mirror.

You are missed, but you

are not missing. Today is

the day I can stop guessing.