Your hair smelled like peaches

As it brushed lightly by my face

We ran freely through a field

I could never keep your pace

Childhood flew by fast

Soon we were engaged

We bought a cabin by the lake

Went fishing every day

You were 26 when you died

Life had just begun

But cancer stole you from my side

Stole you from the sun

I hold your hand as it grows cold

I'm in shock moreso than grief

You'll always be the same to me

And your hair still smells of peach