Some days


When the wind whispers

Quietly, I listen to uncover your voice

Hoping for something, anything

While treading behind this veil of guarded poise


When the sun laughs

I feel I’m seeing the crinkles once more

Those that crept up the corners of your eyes

Each time you beamed the smile I'd so adore


When the rain dances

I know you are tapping away your feet

As you had always done

To lighten the spirit when it became downbeat


But when the fog weeps

Making all loveliness pause and then the silence begins

I recall holding your hands that one last time, not knowing

It would be the last time, but wishing you would remember me again