Remembering 59 years ago:
Looking at old photographs,
A rose on the table.
It’s not the same as your presence,
But signals
That you are not forgotten,
That you are still beloved.

Poetry and writing
Remembering 59 years ago:
Looking at old photographs,
A rose on the table.
It’s not the same as your presence,
But signals
That you are not forgotten,
That you are still beloved.
