Saturday, 20 November 2010

You

Your voice whispers in my memory
of summer days gone by.
Your gentle touch and soft embrace
that always felt like home.

I try to remember everything
from smiles to your shoes.
The way you held my hand
or made me laugh when I was sad.

The memories will soften
I want to keep them strong.
It's hard to remember everything
but I'll always remember you.

2 comments:

ĐΣΛИ 24 November 2010 at 09:25  

Your poetry is simply captivating!

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