Going Where the Muses Lead Us

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Holding Fast To Belief

Your presence on earth was all too short.
I blinked my eyes and you were gone.
Impelled now in memories to reside,
still fresh as if made yesterday.
The timeline in my mind obscurred,
cherished past becomes the now.
As patient life continues on,
the heart enduringly believes.
In flesh to me you cannot return,
someday I'll travel on to you.

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