first glance i thought
she doesn’t look
anything like herself
memories of her
bright smiles
her hugs
flowing back
then the tears flow
her mother hands
me tissue
her father talks
about the flowers
second glance
she looked like she
was sleeping
all i can think about
is her silent piano
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I just attended the wake of an old friend
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You and I are so much alike... especially when it comes to funerals. I'd whole lot rather keep the picture of that person alive in my head than dwell on the reality of their passing.
Sincerely,
Leo Long

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The tuning fork still...lives...


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You have a tenderness that you seldom show Red.
Silent piano. Yeah. -
Joyce,
Sorry for your loss, but she lives on in your heart, and these words. To have one person you can call a friend is often a whole world.

Joe






