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I’m here again today

In this place

I thought I had locked the door

But the latch opens easily

The hinges, silent

Surfaces once covered with dust

Washed clean by memories

That are flooding back

A blue wave

Makes everything sparkling and painful

The moss that had grown over the sharp edges to protect me

Is gone

An old radio in the corner plays a familiar song I don’t want to hear

And there you are

Smiling at me

Exactly the same

Frozen in time

Forever beautiful

How can it be that you’re still here?

Polishing the patina

Sanding the rust

In this place

This unforgotten room in my heart.

~Melissa Placzek

(for Dan 1971-1987)

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  6 comments for “dan

  1. Kristina Hunt
    March 15, 2012 at 6:02 pm

    Beautiful! Such a sweet reminder of a loved one! And it brought tears to my eyes my friend. Your sorrow is my sorrow. Lots of love and hugs!

    • Melissa
      March 15, 2012 at 6:05 pm

      Thanks my sweet friend. This is the same boy I wrote about in my post for your “sacred place” feature. he’s always in my heart 🙂


  2. March 15, 2012 at 7:43 pm

    words fail me… xoxoxo

    • Melissa
      March 15, 2012 at 7:48 pm

      Michele, my best friend Dan was in a motorcycle accident in 1987. He was in a coma for a week and passed away. I was 16 when this happened, but I still miss him. xoxo

  3. Pamela
    March 22, 2012 at 12:30 pm

    I’m so sorry for your loss. Poignant poem and the jar is the sweetest gift ever. Angel blessings for you*~*~*~*~and Dan*~*

    • Melissa
      March 22, 2012 at 12:44 pm

      xoxo Pam. Love ~M

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