Her eyes were full of sorrow,
lips pursed with words still left unsaid.

She went too soon, for it was all a blur,
a shadow melting into the shadows;
were you ever really here?

No, I can still feel your presence in this place,
can still hear the sound of your tinkling laughter
like bells, comforting, warm, pleasant.

You are not gone, you are still here.
You are going places and
I would like to go there too.