Paula Puddephatt (06/11/73 / Reading)

Sometimes I just feel you there,
on rain-drenched afternoons -
or later, in the cooling night air.

Sometimes you're everywhere.

Sunlight, trees, butterflies:
All remind me of you -

and I come to realise -
but part of me still denies...

but somehow I know
that you're still here - there - everywhere.