Monday, December 1, 2014

Not Alone

It’s been a year,
One full cycle of the sun,
Since one full cycle
Of your life

I do not go
To visit you;
You’re not there
In that small box
Immured in stone.

If you’re anywhere
You dwell
Within me,
Watching me
With hazel eyes,

Reminding me
To stay well,
Keep appointments,
Stop for stop signs,
Remember pills.

I can almost
Feel your hand,
Smell your skin,
Hear your voice
Laughing at my jokes.

I’ll be lonely
But not alone;
You’re still here.

©2014 John I. Blair

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