Seriously missing the idea of him walking these streets,
and I know I sound silly, it’s not as though we got to meet.
Your legacy and smiling face
always hold up with grace.
Thinking we’ll be able see you again
brings me a hope of not questioning when.
You, your soul, your essence, your star shines on,
there’s so much love for you now that you’re gone.
So, on the nights when the moon has a certain glow,
family will persevere and I’ll smile, because … you know.
|Published writer & ‘Unique-tivity Guide’, Renee Avard-Furlow runs a successful site where she shares her writings & reflections, offers spiritually-based services and shares ‘Magic Musepirations’ monthly.
She currently has two short eBooks available on Amazon, with more planned & is writing her poetic memoir, due out in late 2015.
She can be found at: www.reneeavardfurlow.com, on Facebook and Twitter.