To Amber

by on November 12, 2023 :: 0 comments

One day when you look at the dust
of the dust that you are
Miss her wish her voice
see the aggravating twinkle
when you feel born to a new world
Hear a song she sang off key
her laugh carrying you around the room
her hands with the weight of your tears
wish her food fed you
in another your life
wondering where your dreams went
To fast like her dust
your dust inside you
in the mirror of you
is her

editors note:

Such sweet remembrance words come jumbled like random rain to fill the hole remains. – mh clay

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