This is a poem I wrote just a few weeks after Tom died.

Memory Flood

I just let the memories,

Wash over me,

Memories of you,

It’s all I can do.

Sometimes it’s a flood,

Of bad and good,

Sometimes it’s a stream,

Sometimes a dream.

Saying good-bye,

Has broken my heart,

I cry and cry,

Because we are apart.

I hold the memories,

Close to my soul,

The memories of you,

It’s all I can do.



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