Where She May Be, Poem by Terry Collett

I suppose I saw her last
then, going towards the
food store with her man,

and she smiled that last
time, her eyes bright, that
smile I remember way back,

when we first met at high
school, and we kissed the
first time a month or so later.

Dead now, cancer fed. Years
back that was, her brother
stopped me and told me just

like that matter of fact. Where
she was laid to rest I've no
idea, where or how she was

put to rest I have no clue, I
didn't ask nor thought it right,
not wanting to intrude on another's

grief, but in my mind and heart
she still resides, that girl who used
to smile, with bright eyes, where

ever her body rests, sleeping lies.