I Never Left Your
Side...
Invite me to walk
with you on a mountain path,
Show me the pristine
meadow with the bleached bones of a Red Fox,
Bushy tail still
waving in the breeze.
I'll be there with
you.
Let’s do Yoga on the
beach, inhaling deeply of the first beams from a rising sun.
We'll leave only your
footprints behind as we stroll along, close, like before.
Little has changed.
If you have a party
or eat the foods we both love, save a place for me.
I'll be there.
Maybe an oyster
shooter, mussels in broth, fresh baked crusty bread.
You know I'll be
there.
But if you find
yourself grieving, regardless of the reason,
We'll grieve
together, hand in hand, you can lean on me.
I never left your
side.
Just because I no
longer have an address in this world,
Don't think that I am
gone.
I will live with you,
through you, for all your days,
Until that time when
we walk the beach together once again,
Leaving only the
footprint of the waves to mark our passing...
hmh
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