EIGHT YEARS AGO, I HAD TO STEADY A PATH...

 

Sadly, it was inevitable

  'Eight years' may seem like eternity;
   Yet, that's what the calendar claims;
    Eight years ago, today, a path was gently laid:

     Life's portrait soon tossed its steel frame...

Oh, how we reminisce,

On days like today:

Her shadow peers

Through every mirror;

The silliest things

She said many times

Now seem somehow soft,

Or just clearer...