He's a ghost in a darkened room.
Windows open.
Breeze, tickling the pleats as it pleases.
His spirit fills the air with white noise.
He kisses you on the cheek.
You can almost taste the spearmint gum, he was chewing before the crash.
You remember watching him pass.
From this world to wherever next.
Strange really.
You were less of a priority to the struggling medics.
It hurt like hell.
You recall it well.
They say you don't remember trauma.
But this day, you'll keep in mind forever.
Your daughter Lucy with her close cropped yellow hair, walks into the room,
She knows you're both there.
Visited the foreboding house.
She just passed, had to say goodbye.
Still full of sorrow.
Happy that her parents had died together.
Saving grace.
Together forever at last.
(c)Livvi