Donna
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Day folds. Night crawls in.
Your memory hovers at my Souls rim.
Stars glow. Why did you have to go? I search the heavens; are you there?
The moon fixes a blatant stare.
Love carries on.
You are with me always, not really gone.
In my dreams and when early dawn gleams.
I catch your Spirit riding on sunbeams.
Some days are harder, I brave them anyway.
You are etched into my being and can never fade away.
©Donna H.
Your memory hovers at my Souls rim.
Stars glow. Why did you have to go? I search the heavens; are you there?
The moon fixes a blatant stare.
Love carries on.
You are with me always, not really gone.
In my dreams and when early dawn gleams.
I catch your Spirit riding on sunbeams.
Some days are harder, I brave them anyway.
You are etched into my being and can never fade away.
©Donna H.