A Reflection on Memory

Today I tripped over a memory
A longed-for voice and smile
That moment meant the world to me
And it made me stop for a while
It was as if he spoke my name
From beyond the veil
His voice it sounded just the same
Assuring me I’d not fail
I felt as if I held his hand 
And walked with him a while 
I knew he’d always understand 
As through my tears I smiled
Today I tripped over a memory
Of the first man in my life
And being his daughter taught to me
All I need to be a wife 
©️jane jago 

 

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