"Yvonne" - by Michael Cauchi, 16 March 2010
Do not depart from me
there is no grieving while life still flickers.
There is no grieving while
hope dwells within us.
I watch and remember how
she stirred my heart,
made my pulse quicken.
I remember the sharing for
in sharing we love.
Do not depart from me.
Let me whisper stories of long ago.
I know you cannot hear me
but I will tell stories
of special togetherness...
For now and then,
a word, a syllable,
will bring a mist to your eyes,
a mist of tears
a mist of remembering.
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