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