On passing

Tell her that you love her;
never stop looking.
Your friendship meant everything,
my leaving means nothing.

© Copyright D. Archer October 2011

This is not really a poem although it could be.  These were the instructions written to me from my friend shortly before he passed away. It inspired me to write my own poem, Cenotaph. His body may be gone but his spirit is elsewhere making people smile.

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