How do I keep her alive?
At least in my thoughts, I strive,
How do I assure remembrance?
With, of normalcy, a semblance.
Plastered my walls with photographs,
Seek, I continue to, for an epitaph,
Into her, I wish to breathe life,
And, make up with memories, rife.
Fading away into deep oblivion,
Is not, in any way, an option,
Let days into years and eons turn,
The heart, for her, will always yearn.