Filling
my
senses
pleasant
scent of
perfume
Heavy on
the air
her
fragrance
sweetly
looms
Strange
how it
never
pleased
me so
till now
Lingering
softly
helping
me feel
her
presence
somehow
Packing
away all
the
memories
she left
behind
An old
mirror
of
silver
on a
dusty
shelf I
find
A locket
of gold
a gift
from a
friend
And
mementos
from all
the
places
she'd
been
A
picture
of a
loved
one
faded to
a sepia
tone
From
times
past,
from
days
long
gone
A watch
on the
dresser
still
ticks
with the
passing
of time
Precious
memories
unfold
as I
pack
away
moments
of her
life
A gift
handmade
for her
when I
was only
five
I see
the
childish
markings
and
wander
back in
time
When
crayons
colored
the
picture
of joy
she
brought
to my
heart
A
child's
attempt
to pour
out love
in
colors
and
scribbles
On a
paper
card
Small
trinkets
of her
life
tucked
here and
there
Little
treasures
from the
past she
had kept
in her
care
In
dresser
drawers
and
boxes
and tins
A needle
and her
knitting
still
attached
by the
thread
Sorrow
gushes
through
and
tears
fall
like the
rain
No words
of
comfort
or
sympathy
can
hinder
this
pain
Life can
change
in an
instant
there's
no
holding
back
time
hands of
the
clock
keep
ticking
- time
passes
by
She was
like a
bouquet
of roses
meant
only to
last so
long
God, I
need a
reminder
that I'm
not all
alone
As a
breeze
stirs
the
curtains,
a memory
drifts
in
I can
still
hear her
whisper
"We
will all
Meet
again"
