Gone

When the fallout settles
And the dust-motes dance to silent melodies in the air,
Think back,
To the masterpiece that once stood there.

When rain falls
Upon the fires that lit your soul so bright,
Forget nothing,
Just hold those precious memories tight.

When tears well
In eyes that have never even seen her face,
Hold on,
Remember her laugh, her poise, her grace.

When all is done
And the emptiness never felt so bad,
Just remember,
You cannot lose, what you never had.