FOREVER A WIDOW...NEVER ALONE

 

It’s been a week since you left… how am I doing… I’m doing…
Everything I touch has your fingerprints on it…
I look out… and there are our purple ‘twilight clouds’
I go into your closet and sit on the floor and
‘Inhale you’...

Have I told you yet this morning how much I love you?

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