She's been gone awhile
yet lives on in my memories - deep
beneath the surface.
Hadn't thought much about her,
until that Sunday morning when tears fell
from the sky, as I sipped my coffee
to the sounds
of Emmy Lou Harris.
The music became a shovel, digging up
lost love and regret long thought left
behind.
Waves of sorrow engulfed me
into the dance of Titanic; I know now
she is really gone and though I smile to bitter sweet
chocolates, perhaps she should have remained
dead and buried.
H. Amador 12/21/2002
yet lives on in my memories - deep
beneath the surface.
Hadn't thought much about her,
until that Sunday morning when tears fell
from the sky, as I sipped my coffee
to the sounds
of Emmy Lou Harris.
The music became a shovel, digging up
lost love and regret long thought left
behind.
Waves of sorrow engulfed me
into the dance of Titanic; I know now
she is really gone and though I smile to bitter sweet
chocolates, perhaps she should have remained
dead and buried.
H. Amador 12/21/2002
