In Little Things


The watermark on the desk

A simple forever reminder

When you were sitting there

Life seemed a little kinder


A long red hair on the towel

Like a thread tied to what was

Pulls me to old memories now

And I don’t know why it does


The bedsheets still smell of you

The scent haunts all my dreams

The rabbit hole that I fell down

Is much deeper than it seems


An old lipstick in the cabinet

In a shade I do not wear

A rosy red reminder

Of the passions we had shared


You are gone now for good

Separated by so many miles

And yet, I still wished days held

The light within your smile


But life is never easy

And our path is rarely clear

Time may well heal the wounds

Just like time has stopped the tears


16 Responses to “In Little Things”
  1. Beautiful verses Brad ❀️

  2. beth says:

    so heart rending and beautiful

  3. kristianw84 says:

    There you go, pulling on those heart strings. So beautiful! ❀

  4. Harley Reborn says:


  5. petespringerauthor says:

    Beautifully written, Brad! Memories not soon forgotten.

  6. K.L. Hale says:

    Beautiful πŸ’š

  7. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    Memories linger within objects, within places and sometimes within the sounds we hear. Beautifully written my friend.
    All the best,

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