tumultuous came the winter
undecided it made its’ retreat
the sun hidden in grey dark corners
such as the time you left me
you tried to return to my side
sitting within breath so shallow
your warmth cooled as by glacier snow
solidity of form now but shadow
my ear touched upon your laughter
a cool breeze then touched my skin
you would be with me as always
to hold as part of my heart within
© March 2014
Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Morgue File
My brother died many years ago now but the one thing that has never left me is the sound of his laughter. I cannot say how but I remember the sound of it as though it were yesterday and he is sharing that part of himself with me.
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