Moving On

He's gone

He is long gone

Yet it feels

He never left

His face I see

Standing in front of me

His breath I smell

Every time I inhale

I know I moved on

I accepted he is gone

But it seems I brought with me

A full packed bag of his mem'ries

~

Simp

Reviews

[Paul Bell]

Some are just hard to forget, they get under your skin.

[Coyote Poetry]

Some memories we cannot forget. Some people tattoo their memories upon our mind and our heart. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote