"I love you darling," were the last words you said to me.
And although I don't have a
recording of it,
and although I forgot to save your voicemails,
I will never forget the sound
of your voice.
I see you in every flower and every hummingbird that happens to be near.
I'd like to think that it's your spirit, just saying hello.
You surround me, always.
I miss you.
And I love you, too.
LR
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Swimming Lessons: Poems
PoetryI seem to be your new favorite novel. One that keeps you up at night, turning my pages. Fingers lingering on me so you don't lose your place. A poem from the poetry book.
