Live with Purpose

I think of 

that day 

in the past,

and today 

I am reminded

Again of the 

loss of life.

The pain is right

below the skin.

Flowing 

within 

my blood.

I know that 

I will do 

what I did 

before. 

I will 

look for 

you in places

only I know

where you will 

be. 

Last time 

it was your 

voice I heard 

it in the rain. 

Today 

its in the 

sweet 

smell of 

honeysuckle. 

As it 

draws me 

in. 

I stop. 

I breathe you 

in. 

I start to 

walk slowly 

and as I do 

little by 

little the 

honeysuckle 

leaves my nose.

You leave me.

You gently

linger away. 

And right 

now in this 

moment I have 

no choice. 

But I can 

do the one 

thing 

That you

can no 

longer do.

I can live.

And I 

can live

with purpose.