A Memory of a Thought
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This is my inner thoughts, my dad is dying of mesothelioma
The day was sunny and birds were singing,
The trees had a smile to share.
And I was walking proudly along,
Without a worry or care.
That's when I looked upon the ground,
To where my friend should have been.
And noticed he wasn't there at all,
In fact, he was nowhere to be seen.
And then I saw people look right through,
Right through to things out of sight.
Once I should have been in the way,
But now I was nothing but light.
I had died, was a ghost, did not exist,
Forgetting everything I was taught.
Now I walk around town alone with no shadow,
I am now a memory, a thought.
Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2016
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