if you die,
let me keep a
favorite piece of
your worn clothing
to hang in guest closet,
or lay folded in deep drawer
when i’m lonely, i will pull it
out to touch a precious memory
cuddle softly round my neck
bury face in warm texture
dampen with my tears
smell your love
once again.
a poem in my pocket 
Jan 08, 2016 @ 15:05:35
Lovely, thank you.
Jan 07, 2016 @ 13:48:23
I still have jackets from my dad that probably have his scent on them, but the shirts that belonged to my mom got washed so I could wear them. I really like the format and progression of this poem. It’s very heartwarming. Peace, Linda
Jan 07, 2016 @ 22:07:56
Thanks for your kind comment, Linda!
Jan 06, 2016 @ 14:32:52
This touched me
Jan 06, 2016 @ 03:19:29
What can I say about the title – which made me smile – that hasn’t been said already? This is a very powerful way of remembering someone we lost.
I may be lowering the tone slightly, but I’ve kept some of the baby clothes of my children and try to recapture that special mix of milk, baby oil, acrid sweetness which would probably make anyone but their mother throw up…
Jan 06, 2016 @ 09:46:55
Yes, a baby may smell sweet…or a bit sour. I’ve saved a few baby clothes too 🙂
Jan 06, 2016 @ 01:22:04
What a wonderful way to remember someone… I think I recognise this being done.
Jan 06, 2016 @ 09:47:24
Thank you, Bjorn.
Jan 06, 2016 @ 00:56:23
Well.. Lynn.. in the middle
you are now.. then.. and i
make iT jUSt this
far before
night
night
time tonight
and a bit of a quandary
for me.. is it seems
my wife has no
smell at all..
so.. i must
remember
her
feel
along..
by
heArt
and
no pain by
numbers..:)
Jan 06, 2016 @ 09:48:54
Sometime when she’s out of the house, smell her clothing…there must be a scent?
Jan 06, 2016 @ 09:54:05
Not noticeable.. Has something to do with Pacific Islander sweat glands.. Per the only scientific sources i am aware of.. But perhaps the greatest reason is i am born with sinuses almost completely closed.. So it’s really mostly just another anecdotal odd case of me.. Winks..:)
Jan 06, 2016 @ 10:01:11
And as a side note.. My son was born with sinuses completely closed.. So I continue to celebrate the miracle of my lifeof at least.. Very humbling in deed and overall reality.. sincerely.. With still thanks to God.. Friend Lynn .. Life the gift always of Love..:)
Jan 06, 2016 @ 10:19:51
🙂