Dan Tharp Biography

An empty doorway stood alone—
in the presence of my ghost;
and recollected memories –
of such days gone by.

And for the moment there was spent
the time it takes to walk away;
to witness such a fleeting host -
with mere memories to indemnify...
in the time it takes to say goodbye.

And she will say that I have gone -
for my life on earth
wasn't long;
nor was it meant to be.

Merely a moment to flutter by;
a fragment of time
flit through the sky -
for few to ever see.

And yet my footprints will remain -
with each word I've left
upon the page...

And she will say - I loved her!


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