They Are Here In My Heart
there is white lace and fine wine
chatter and laughter and banter
a shiny happy couple holding hands
and there are ghosts everywhere
the sun is making rainbows
when it isn’t raining light
the house is a moving picture, still
and the spirits walk amongst us
the drunken uncles stumble and gurn
in turn the girls giggle and wiggle
on the unsteady dance floor
and walk with phantoms
the wedding feast is over-eaten
old memories revisited and new made
absentees are everywhere present
and the departed are still amongst us
here in my heart
filled with love
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