Her Things Remind Me. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Her Things Remind Me.
This is the table she sat at.
This is the file she had handled.
There’re other things I frequent with,
Which made good her absence from there.
The propinquity of these things
Belonging to her helped to keep
Her image before, even more
Than my memory would have done.
09.05.2015
Friday, May 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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4/24/2024 8:57:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Cherished memories that can never be taken from us. So Valuable