“After the death of my husband, I became deeply depressed because he was my entire world. Eventually I opened up to everyday living but still think of him often.”
Eating red ripe watermelon
while searching verdant trees
for bluebirds flitting pass us.
Recalling how fields of
brilliant wildflowers
beguiled us as we inhaled
fresh mowed grasses.
You would smile fingering
purple passion leaves.
Your favorite hour when
wide awake you listened
to the sounds of dawn
calling all colors out to play.
We shared the calligraphy of
oceans watching orange sunsets
splash through waves.
No one else has ever evoked
such a shining palate as you.
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I Remember You
By Joan McNerney
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Nice memory. Enjoyed this.
Nice memory. Enjoyed this!