Everything I Loved, Altered

A Poem by Destinee

I remember her as a loving woman
She smelled of peppermint and silk
Her hair was always perfect
Never a curl out of place.
Her hands were soft and warm
Always there to hold.
But after he died,
And rose to meet the stars face to face,
A part of her died too.
I don’t know where it disappeared to,
But peppermint and silk was soon replaced by
Smoke and liquor.

Everything I loved,

Altered.