Still I remember. Until I am no more, I will remember. Absent friends, and the friends we never got a chance to meet. The world that ended, and the world that became.
Years pass, decades,
The revising measure of a lifetime
Entire; I stand here still,
Not stone not metal not fire but flesh
To bear the weight, to not fail nor fall some greater trust.
Rise into the skies and ne’er come down again.
© 2012, Laura Anne Gilman