A Poem Before My Siesta... Poem by RIC BASTASA

be proud as i remember you
this day,
the one i love, away from me,
be proud for i remember love,
pretty, like you,
for if it did not look like
you, perhaps,
i, forever, could have forgotten
what love is.
be proud, for i have loved you,
and perhaps, would love you more,
like a warm tea, in one cold
morning, like a scent of magnolia,
this morning, in the garden
that you made for me, once when
you were here with me, once
when i told you, i love you
and have not loved any other,
be proud, because even if you
are not here anymore, i still
remember, and to make you happier,
as promised, i will soon forget,
you, forever.