In rivers I will find you
along the stream before white water
In desert I will hear you
a chuckle in the dead of night
In forests I will see you rise before
the tall trees
In mountains I will hear you along the trail
In all these miracles of nature
I will see you
on my doorstep
on the deck
in the den
outside the bedroom
remembrance can be sad
I only remember You
with happiness
Profound happiness
And the humor of understanding
You were my everything
You were my lips and eyes
eyes and eyebrows
ears
I listen for your step
In the silence that pervades my home
Still.
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