'Never a Day Passes That I Do Not Remember'
—by Reverend Allen G. Downey, December 1993, in Shattered Lives
Never a day passes that I do not remember/ The cheerfulness/ The beauty/ The energy
The passion you brought to life/ The empty seat at the dinner table/ I remember because I hurt for things that are no more
And, never a day passes that I do not remember/ I remember in the presence of things/ The photographs/ The funny expression/ The quick step on the stairs/ Your favourite food/ The colours of life you enjoyed/ The love stamped indelibly in my heart
Never a day passes that I do not remember/ And quite often/ When I remember/ I cry.
— This poem was dedicated by the poet to those whose lives have been robbed by the violent crime of impaired driving and those who remain to bear the pain.
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