Darletha Rachelle Jones

The Map She Left Behind

The kitchen's quiet, the chair is still,
A hollow place that words can’t fill.
The one who knew my every fear,
Who whispered hope into my ear,
Is gone beyond the morning light,
To rest within a peaceful night.

But though her voice has drifted far,
She remains my bright and guiding star.
I see her in the garden’s bloom,
Her laughter lingers in the room.
She taught me how to stand so tall,
And how to rise after a fall.

The love she gave was not in vain,
It shields my heart against the rain.
She is the map for every stride,
A gentle spirit by my side.
Though we must walk a while apart,
She lives forever in my heart.

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