Chanel No 5 and strong cheddar cheese,
over that rainbow and always say please.
Those books piled so high, and not just one or two,
all of these things are reminders of you.
Those long walks in summer, while humming a tune,
cancer a birth sign that’s ruled by the moon.
So many memories, tied up in my mind,
there’s still one or two more I’m hoping to find.
The last card that you sent me, still on the book shelf,
only one wine glass now as I’m all by myself.
Sound of your laughter still rings in my ears,
no one would believe, I’ve not heard it in years.
The photos I have out, so sticky with touch,
those ones of us giggling, oh we didn’t care much.
Things gathered around me and all over my home,
I don’t want to forget and feel so alone.
Objects of desire, trinkets and such,
some of these of great value, some not so much.
Things help us get by, things transport us home,
but even with things we are still just alone.