If Only
I thought of you today
not fleeting snapshots,
but long reflections.
Clear pictures
in my memory,
stored in baggies
to keep them safe.
Your dwindling voice
fades like a sunset,
barely there.
I thought of you today
as I wiped away tears,
that come unannounced.
The day you disappeared,
the day he said you left,
the day we know you died.
If only I’d awaken
from this stubborn dream
and see you standing there.
If only.
Anne Peterson

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