Freeing Love and Grief

THREE | reminders

Here plays a song

It tells you to move on

You find it arid

Yet it is vivid

Here comes tomorrow

The path to joy you should follow

Step out of the shadow

Patch your heart where it shallows

Here a dancer dances

Graceful immaculate movements

Arms ever so swift and fluid

Reminds you of the way she danced

Here comes the rain

Pouring down again

Drops like her teardrops

As she calls your name

Here an author writes

An exordium you read right

Reminds of her beginning

When she came into your life

Here a singer sings

Fingers strumming the strings

A mellow voice that brings

Memories of how she sings

Here comes the thunder

Had you crawling under

Sheets you once shared with her

Where her smell still lingers

Here a musician plays

A piece that makes you sway

Reminds you of the way

She walks on a sunny day

Here comes the fall

Where trees stand tall

The blow of the wind is gentle

Reminds of how she started it all

Here a preacher preaches

Words and mystical messages

She reminds you of bleaches

How she revamped you and showered you with little kisses

Here comes the evening

Swallowing the light of the morning

Eyes that tire, ready to slumber

A heart that hopes to see her in a dream he wishes he would always remember