She Still Remembers (Fiction)

She still remembers

The way he would come home

From work

Telling her he loved her

More than the world…

She still remembers

The way she melted

In his arms

That first night of

Wedded Matrimony.

 

She still remembers

The last time they talked

He knew he wouldn’t get out

Of the ninety sixth floor

Of the first tower alive.

 

She still remembers

The smell of Old Spice

And Colgate Shaving Cream

And the way he wrote love letters to her

On Stationary covered with red roses.

 

 

Copyright Michelle R Kidwell

Jan.27.05

 

In Memory of all those who died on that horrible September day

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