Your Last Wish
"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown" - Samuel Taylor Coleridge
I walk the shore alone beside your voice
How alive it seems, chiming with the wind
Its chant as ancient as the sea
Here, the cliff where we first saw the sea
Here you proposed with a shake in your voice
My whispered 'Yes' snatched by the willful wind
Your last wish: your ashes, set free on the wind
The waves break sadly, forlorn from the sea
As I turn to the pull of yesterday's voice
Your voice on the wind lures me to the sea
10/18/22
Past Memories, 'T' Form contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Form: Tritina
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