Legacies
Ghosts in my mind, I feel your influence
And value your life and legacy.
I hear your voice through the years
And feel regret that you have gone,
That time and death separate us.
I see the need to perpetuate
Those beginnings which you held dear,
To collect the fragments of your dreams
And carry them forward with my own
So that the meaning of your life remains.
Copyright © Elisabeth Sheaffer | Year Posted 2013
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