“My Friend Sari” by Naomi Sved


seems like yesterday

we were dancing at our weddings

celebrating the birth of our children

grandchildren

 

gone are our lazy weekends at the shore

morning walks on the beach

leisurely bike rides at sunset

 

see your smiling face

everywhere I turn

your contagious laugh

ringing in my ears

 

trying to move on and

make sense of this tragedy

 

feel a scream

as it resonates in my mind

the instant you ceased

to exist