For Kaylee, 3rd Year

In a glade of flowers I stand alone
in memories healing my sight alone
I stare at the sun until I go blind
hear echoes of song
loud and clear
a broken melody
the sound of tears
I have to wonder if they are my own
I know that you are gone
and soon I will cope
if you help me along

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R.I.P. Kaylee
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Third year's poem. I wish you could tell me if you liked them. I'll keep writing for you like I promised. :) Thank you for everything.