Still with Me

As the words come around,
Where the sky meets the ground,
My thoughts move elsewhere,
It’s probably not rare,
But there are others,
Sisters and brothers,
Just missing her voice,
But I have a choice,
To believe she’s still with me,
Choice, fate, or destiny,
The words that she’s said,
They are now in my head,
The spirit that connects,
Something I should respect.