Collecting Images
I’m collecting images inside my head
So I can recall those instead
Of making up memories when you’re gone
And I’m left to live on
Without you.
They say everything causes cancer
But there’s nothing with an answer
As to why or when you’ll have to go.
Just some time, ‘till I won’t know
What to do with myself.
BonjourPoetry 
a lovely poem , thanks for sharing.
Lord, let our eyes together see, our children’s grandchildren praising Thee.
Andy, that is beautiful. My best friend is going in for breast cancer surgery this Friday. So this poem really touches me. At this point I’m trying not to worry about losing her, still it’s always in the back of my mind. She and I have been scrapbooking together (literally “collecting images”) and she has an urgency now that breaks my heart, and yet inspires me. Thank you for your words. Care.