Her memories more distant now.
Only brief flashes.
A happier moment.
A familiar face.
But the memories become harder to recall.
And the dense fog rolls in.
Holding hands with a stranger.
The flame all but extinguished.
The love of his life.
A shell of what once was.
He will carry the memories for her.
But a vow was made.
A promise.
Though she couldn’t see.
He never left her side.
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Author:
Vaughn Walker (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 30th, 2022 05:48
- Comment from author about the poem: It runs in the family.
- Category: Family
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Comments2
A very moving piece to read. thanks for sharing.
That means a lot. Thank you cryptic.
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