My loving Yeshe
As I cry in the snow of
The *****
I can’t help but remember
The love we had for eachother
The knowledge you shared
And your sparkling eyes
I keep hering  your voice
Like a ghost
Saying “I love you, I always will,”
Is in an echo of the echo in the cold
I lost Poppy
Our daughter
Now I’ve lost you
What I would give
For one more embrace
Or
Comforting kiss.
I think of that as
I take my last breath.