by Rose English

I wish I could remember
how you bounced me on your knee,
and lifted me up high, to touch the sky
when I was three.

~*~

I wish I could remember
the sound of laughter sweet.
Especially when together
sparkling, shining eyes would meet.

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I wish I could remember,
when we walked upon the sand.
We paddled in the water,
While you gently held my hand.

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But all that I remember
is a smoky grey dull day,
and images in photographs
before God, stole you, away.

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Now the angels share your smile, instead of me.

~*~

 Features in ‘Rainbows & Roses ~ Poetry & Prose’

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