All That Remains

She left memories upon take off
Catching an early flight
Her love of English, every word
Literature or somewhat less
A class to read between the lines
Finding pearls here and there
Some she'd share, others hoard
Kept well past her dying day
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I may still hear her spoken word
Carried from coast to coast
"Good bye.  Good luck.  I love you"
A mantra heard at close of day
Now whispered for our ears alone.

Art by DarkRiderDLMC