Today we are in remembrance.
She wore my sunglasses.
She did not ask if she may, but just
Took them
From my bag, and put them on.
I remember that.
I took a photo of her
Wearing my sunglasses.
Enigmatic, the world reflected
In my sunglasses.
There was no shadow, no sense of foreboding,
Just laughter and teasing.
She wore my sunglasses.
Then one day the world ended.
Time stopped,
And she would never again
Take my sunglasses from my bag
And wear them.
She did not tolerate fools, but
Tomorrow we shall return to fools
In this month of fools
That is also the month
Of her birth.
(c) 18/04/19
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