I don't recall her smile.
For awhile,
It haunted every waking thought -
Until I forgot.
Now, I weep no more
For memories or pleasantries
That were before.
Today, at last,
The pain that's past
Is through;
And as I let depart
The many stains
of yesterday's sorrow and gloom,
There remains within my heart,
Much more room -
for you.


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