Daily missive for Monday the 19th of December.~by Peter Forster

 

 

Daily missive for Monday the 19th of December.

Words are less than beauty
They are but a tool
And when used
As they should be
Produce something
More than the sound of
Each letter.
Nothing I say
Can re-create
The beauty of your kiss
The unfurled wings
Of a butterfly
A hummingbird
In reverse
A baby’s hand
Clasped around
A mother’s little finger
Or the secret smile
You gave to only me.
Nothing I could write
Would give an answer
To the questions
People often ask
When someone dies
Where does the
Essence of them go.
If I am mindful
To keep on asking
Will you ever
Find a way
To let me know.
I have nothing
Else to say
But this one promise
I will never let you down.
I sense you
Lying here beside me
It might just be imagination
But feels so elemental
So essential
Self-evident
Absolutely real
And in these small ways
With so few words
It is all I need
To remind me
How much I will
Always love you
Until the very ending
Of our days.