A year has passed since your departure,
Though it seems only mere days.
Memories I've held close to my heart,
Alongside withered lily bouquets.
Childhood laughter echoes clearly,
Ribs still aching from tickle wars.
Hot tears sting as well as skinned knees,
But your healing kiss a smile restores.
Hot chocolate sipped on long car rides,
Driving to find where the road ends.
Picnics shared at the foot of the Falls,
Where reminiscent water descends.
Weekend mornings hold sweet aromas,
Promising pancakes and cartoons.
Beloved films re-watched and recited,
While swathed in soft, fleecy cocoons.
Mochas sipped, watching Nuthatch friend