32 years

I find an old photograph

and see your smile.

As I feel your presence anew,

I am filled with warmth

and my heart remembers love.

I remember who you used to be

the laughter we shared.

I read an old card

sent many years ago

The soothing words written then

still caress my spirit

and bring me peace.

I miss your being

but I feel your presence,

In whatever form you choose to take,

however you now choose to be.

Perhaps you are the morning bird

singing joyfully at sunrise,

or the butterfly that dances

so carelessly on the breeze

or the rainbow of colors

that brightens a stormy sky

or the fingers of afternoon mist

delicately reaching over the mountains

or the final few rays of the setting sun

lighting up the skies

edging the clouds with a magical glow.

Your spirit has become for me

a guardian angel on high

guiding, advising, and watching over me.

I remember you.

You are with me

and I am not afraid.