Another cig you

Light, Another urge I fight,

To keep what’s mine, Mine....

A box of teak,

Vines and petals etched in relief.

Brass plaque does her name scream!

10 years felt. So. Brief.

The ash did replace,

Those blooms once they lost face.

LIKE WITH HER, I DEBATE

Too long if I should waste.

…But maybe you can relate?...