If I met you in the dark
Would I recognize your face?
I would feel your soft whisper
And your gentle embrace
If I heard your voice
Over the telephone wires
I would feel your affection
Hello, is all my love requires
When your life came to an end
Nothing tangible remained
I see your features in the faces
Of our children…ingrained
3/5/08
Theresa Ann Moore
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-remains-4/
