Memories in a photo

I look at your photo

It's all I have.

For you are gone

three years now.

I look at your smile

the softness of your cheeks.

The new hairstyle,

new the day before this photo.

This was our last trip

the final vacation.

We had so much fun

like we were young once more.

But, I look at your photo

again, for the millionth time.

And I realize all at once

you are not gone.

Gone from my touch

yes, that is true.

But your smile I see

in our daughters face.

And your laugh I hear

in our granddaughters joy.

Your tenacity and drive

it lives in our son.

And your kindness, your caress

lives forever in my soul.