She Is Not Dead Poem by Red O'Mara
She Is Not Dead
I have old photographs of her
that I've saved
and will keep forever.
But there are few of the personal things
I can remember.
The sound of her voice
Her laugh
The smell of her
The thrill of her whispering in my ear.
But she is not dead.
Except to me.
Thursday, April 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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