Panic

Stephanie Alford
The summer breeze
Gently nips at my face
My knees weigh softly
Against the fresh earth
I stare at the phallic cement
Your materialistic monument
Given by your family
In remembrance of you
I was surprised
That they actually remembered your name
When I was the only one who truly cared
I still do
That will never change
In this world
That has become so hollow
My memories
Are all that I have left
So they must suffice

Published by Stephanie Alford

I've returned from my little emotional sabbatical. Much better now.  View profile

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  • Kady the Hippie Woodstock5/14/2008

    You are so amazing to me!

  • PenPress5/14/2008

    nicely written !......................

  • Harold Sink5/14/2008

    You write so grippingly.

  • Eclectic Muse5/14/2008

    I can totally relate to this!!! Great job.

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