One Year After
and post notes and photos about your poem like Francine Roberts.
From the corner of my eyes
memories run down my face.
Some are sad, some are not
but tears still fall in any case.
Another day, another week
then months become a year
You've been gone for so long
but those memories I hold dear.
They're all I have now that you've gone.
I pull them out and hold them tight.
And when I do, I always know
you're right beside me, just out of sight
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2019