His Sweet Love Still Lives On SHM
As I lie on my bed reading my book
My MIND WONDERED TO A LOOK AND A SMILE
STARING at me. I turn to cry awhile.
I could not stay focused; I closed the book.
I remembered I had my husband's phone
Number in my contacts. I reached for my
Cellphone on the night table with a sigh
I scrolled down to his name (Dad), just he'd known;
Opened message. I've always called him Dad.
When the screen came up, I typed, I love you,
A heart I picked to place, when I was through,
I pushed send. Tearful grief, don't think me mad.
Two and a half years since he has been gone.
Favored scent of HIS SWEET LOVE STILL LIVES ON.
my mind wondered to
a look and a smile staring~
always called him dad
Mind wondered to a look and a smile staring ... his sweet love still lives on.
11/22/2023
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2023
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