Déjà vu
The loss of a loved one
Does not mean they are gone
You can find them
in a memory or even in a song
It could be a scent
You vaguely remember
or when family gathers for the holidays
At the end of December
It’s the small things
That lets you know
they are near
If you pay close attention
They will always appear
Forever in our minds
Consistently in our hearts
Never will they go away
Never will they part
K.M.
