There you are again, the memory of you.
You’re standing there like always, smiling, amused.
I can hear your laugh, the whispers of your words.
I close my eyes and hold your hand, imagining I’m with you.
I’ve thought a million times, of the life you should have had.
The happiness, the hope, and the tears you may have shed.
I know your life wouldn’t have been perfect. No one’s ever is.
But I would have been there with you.
It would have been yours to live.
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good one 🙂
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Thank you, it was bitter sweet to write.
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Those that never leave you, even if they’re no longer physically there. Well expressed. How old would they be now? (if you don’t mind me asking)
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she’d be four this September.
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Beautiful, nicely reflected😃
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Thank you, it’s really nice to see that others like the poem.
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I feel touched by how you feel in this poem.
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Thank you for your kind words.
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m sorry for your loss..certainly I am not capable of understanding it but I do wish great things happen to you in future!
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