~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
On the darkest of days
He can still hear her laugh
The perfect musicality
That went straight to his heart
He clings to this often
As his laughter has long since died
As a tear trickles down his cheek
He slowly closes his eyes
Just to see her, one more time.
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~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart 
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