The image and poem in this entry were inspired by a tweet from a good friend of mine. See? Twitter can be good for something! Thanks, Lorraine!
I couldn’t look at the photograph
I couldn’t look at the ring you wore
I couldn’t sense any purpose in
Living life as I did before
I only wanted to hold your hand
I only wanted to see your face
I only wanted the memory
Of the life that was in this place.