He comes to me through scent of smoke,
with hurried beats, my heart evokes.
Though decades past, time is still,
the missing years, my heart does fill.
Memories and laughter pass through my mind,
Unsettled pasts, yet still I find,
Remembered moments which touch my heart,
Your scent of smoke reminds, we’re not far apart.
To you I gave concern, love and care,
Subtle reminders comfort, you are everywhere.
©D.G. Kaye – 2013