A beautiful lamp
Sits on my desk.
It holds precious memories.
I handle it gingerly—
That it might last.
My friend gave it to me.
It’s one of the few tokens
I have of her memory.
Its 'light' reminds of her life,
Which always burned bright.
What an example she was
To those who were fortunate
To know her.
© 2009
Walterrean Salley
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