A poem of remembrance. 

The yahrtzeit flame: For 24 hours you are here with me. Wikipedia 

The heat of your soul warms my face
From the light of the candle.
For 24 hours, once a year,
You are here
With me,
Even though I never met you
I know
It’s you.
I stare at my reflection next to the flame
In the pool of wax,
Except I don’t see me,
I see you.
From all the pictures on the wall.
I see you.
I know you.
I love you.

Air Max 90 Classic

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