Legacy

Everyday is a blessing.

Some would say that I'm moving on,
but I don't think that is true.
I am moving forward,
however,
I will never move on.
There is a difference,
you know.

I still think back to his red hair
Blue eyes
and fair skin

Sometimes that's all I can see
is some weird compilation
of who he used to be.

I'm not one to talk about the afterlife
These days I have ideas
and I have dreams
but to share them feels
too obscene.

Some days I can make it through
with hardly a thought
Others,
it is my only thought.

Every life is a blessing.

My life,
His life.

We all serve a purpose,
and I know the legacy he passed on for me...
but what about you?