Chatting with a ghost
Memories of your existancemove slowly 'cross my mind.....
I never know from day to day
what happiness I will find
of moments spent
talking, laughing,and crying
that will cover this expansive space,
but I know, from daily journeys here
that a smile will coss my face.
The pictures hanging
on my walls
or on pages in a book
don't really bring you justice,
it takes more than just a look
to see what joy
just knowing you
was brought into my days
and missing you intensifies
when the sun pulls in its rays.
I miss you more
than you could ever know
and much more than I can express
But knowing you, was loving you;
this I proudly confess.
One day I hope we'll meet again
when Heaven opens her doors
and there we will reacquaint ourselves
on golden glistening shores.
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