A Walk Through the Closet

His blue coat with the gold buttons hangs in the closet with all of his other things Belts hanging on their hooks, shoes lined up in order of color, his scent still lingers on every shirt. I have so many memories.... the red polo shirt he wore to the beach we had the time of our lives and the old gray tennis shoes I begged him to throw them away Levi's with a hole in the seat a sweat shirt with mustard stained on the sleeve Suits and ties, slacks and shorts all of the things he wore holds a differnt memory His dresser pushed against the far wall all of his cuff links, his watch and tie clips, the cologne that smells cool and clean just the scent can bring him back I can feel his hands.... he touches my face and hold my hand A walk through the closet brings back all of our memoies we laughed so much, cried very little and loved strongly These things are everything to me I walk through the closet when I need his comfort I'll walk through the closet for the rest of my life.