Gently within the
casting shadows
We see a soft dim light
break
The image of you
lingers within the memory of our sight
As our senses hold onto
you-their last indulgence
Each day seems to draw
out a little longer
Moments are recalled
during those times when the suns last rays go down in the far west
Where the warm beating
sun meets the calm blue horizon
And the flame of
remembrance still burns bright and true
Some day we will figure
out the seasons of our lives
Because there is a time
for the grief of love that has no place to go
Even though we may
falter sometimes to remember those who have left
They are never truly
gone
They stay with us
always
Ingrained within our
daily lives
Helping us...
Holding us...
Guiding us through...
©
2017
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