After you’re gone…

After You’re Gone  

A midst the quiet of the evening,

I still sense you are near.

The memories flood my consciousness

As I wipe away my tears.

I long to hold you close, 

to feel the warmth of your skin.

But my mind tells my heart,

I’ll not see you again.

Faded pictures, greeting cards, 

and songs on the radio,

are all that remain

of the love we once knew.

Your ways, though quiet,

were oh so strong 

that I think you are here

even after you’re gone.

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