Why the robin lands just close enough and stays longer than it should.
Why the white feather floats down nearby, with no birds overhead.
Why a particular flower can brighten a day in someone's favourite colours.
Why that tune might play unexpectedly and suddenly holds dozens of your moments.
Why a familiar expression from an unknowing face reveals your resemblance.
Why the quick notes of a voice can bring back a whole conversation we once had.
Why taking in the view of a favourite place somehow allows me to meet you there.
Why and absent-minded touch to a piece of jewellery flashes the feel of you.
Why standing before your name, carved in marble brings it all - the loss of you.
Why the cross holds all of this - or tries to.
Because they're lost to us-
but never leave us.
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