A Touch of Yesterday

I look at your old photograph,

and I see your smile,

I can feel your presence anew,

Filled by the warmth,

And my heart remembers your love.

I remember who you used to be,

Along with the laughter that we shared,

And I wonder what you have become,

Where are you now, and where did you go?

You left the body behind,

releasing your spirit to fly.

I like to think that you are

the morning bird singing at sunrise,

Or that butterfly that dances

 so carelessly on the breeze.

You could be the fingers of the afternoon mist

 delicately reaching over the mountains,

Perhaps you are that rainbow

that colors and brightens the stormy sky.

I like to think that you are

the final few rays of the setting Sun,

Lighting up our afternoon skies,

Or are you edging the clouds

with your magical glow?

I miss you, but I feel your presence,

In whatever form you have chosen to take,

However you now choose to be.

Your spirit has become

a guardian angel on high,

I know that you as well,

are advising and watching over us.

I will always remember you with love,

You will always be our Georgie,

You lived in our yesterdays,

and you will live on in each of our tomorrow’s.

 A Lady Forever

Gale Hernandez

June 23, 2007