Do you think that you will
not see her again?
Again to fix your eyes on
that so familiar form and feel the warm rush of loving ...
Form, vanished one day so
suddenly into the vain thin air.
Do you think that you will
not hear her again?
That the universe does not
hold the sight and sound of her, reverberating outside of your remembrance?
The knowledge Love bears all things is stored in an
everlasting bank for you to withdraw today.
You bore her weight in life and
in death she rested on your strong shoulder, made so through fatherhood.
24 April 2014
