I promise I will persevere,

Long after you have ended,

I will be lingering here.

My laughter will still ring – strong and clear;

My footsteps will patter across the hardwood floor, forever more.

The walls will leak my existence:

All will remember my presence.

My hair will flash in the corner of an eye,

My shadow brought to life by afternoon sunlight.

In every room I will gleam – I will never leave.

I promise I will persevere,

Long after you are dead,

I will be haunting here

In case you need to find me.

©The Last Letter