Did you find me
walking through the
rows of those
who will never die in their
permanent resting place?

Did you walk with me
and put your hand
on my shoulder
in between the clean cut
shimmering stones?

Did you search for me
to remind me
that I am never alone,
even though I was surrounded
by those who are?

Did you whisper my name
while you stood by my side
among the white beacons?

Did you breathe in
next to me
the fragrant perfume
of all of the flowers
that you love?

Did you sense
the breeze that
makes the leaves
ripple under the sun
I know you love that.

Did you come
to see me?
Because I know
that you were there.