Faded Memory Poem by Edwina Reizer

Faded Memory



Look at the stone.
See the daisies grow.
Hear the words
from long ago.

You stitched
and he wrote.
You came alive
filled with delight.

Listening to
'Bright Star', his poem,
Remember his eyes
where're you roam.

Feel the stone.
Say goodbye,
We'll meet again.
Do not cry.

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