His Whisper
He left a whisper on my pillow
Lingers with me night by night
Whispers to me, he is with me
Every moment of my life
I close my eyes only to see
Him standing there in front of me
I reach to touch, but I can't feel
Knowing now that he's not real.
Copyright © Katherine Szymanowicz | Year Posted 2012
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