**Reminders in a Suitcase**
**Reminders in a Suitcase** Just looking at your suitcase Reminds me that you're not here, Two years have passed, yet still I feel The ache, the pain, so clear. That battered old case, its zipper sticky, Used to hold your dreams away— It was yours, from that first hospital trip, When you survived each daunting day. Pneumonia clenched your lungs, You fought with all your might, A young mother, unaware— You won that fight. Then, years went by, you grew strong, But time was cruel and stole— That illness, silent and relentless, Took a part of your soul. It was kinder, somehow, To go that way, than face the rest— The storms that tried to take your heart, Your mind, your very best. We were spared the shell of what was lost, But now, in moving furniture, Reclaiming what was once your home,...