For those we have loved and lost along the way.
How our hearts ache at the memories.
The echoes.
The whispers.
The promises uttered.
Whether it be death, or time,
Or circumstances,
Or painful realizations that now find us
At a distance from loves that we cherished
We exhale
We mourn
We remember
We light a candle
We take a walk
We yell
We cry
We cook
We go and lie down
For those we have loved and lost remind us that we are here living
And breathing
Open to the light.
– Robert Monson