A Thought Of You Poem by dino evans

Someday, when I'm older, I may have a thought of you...
A smile on my face, within the memory that I view...
Remembering the ways of youth, and knowing youth is through...
Replace my smile with simple tears, for all the things we knew...

My lamp may light the room, of the things I come to find...
Though darkness overwhelms me, and deep reaches of my mind...
Imagining that long ago, and lost forgotten time...
When you had said you loved me, in words so soft, and kind...

Sometimes in the early dawn, the sun will shine on me...
And take me to a place, that had belonged to us, you see? ...
A place where we had held onto our love, then set it free...
I wonder, ponder all these things, but pray them not to be...

I pray the years to come, will not inflict my heart such pain...
And hope my dreams of you, will not leave my nights insane...
But weary as I am, I must sleep, and that is when...
The thoughts come round, I hear the sound, of heartache once again...

Someday when you're older you may think of me as well...
Maybe in some story, to your children, that you'll tell...
A memory that you will keep inside, within yourself...
The tears, lost on pages in the books upon your shelf...

To lie there undisturbed, though visited at times...
Each stain, another piece of you and I, dropped from your eyes...
Belonging to your heart, each teardropp held there tells you why...
The smiles were lost, and what the cost, of long ago goodbye...

Age, however may not play with us, this cruel game...
Time may pass, and all for us continue, stay the same...
But if somehow I should forget, some things will still remain...
The way you whispered how that you had loved me, and your name...

I've written thousands, such as these, words of you, to hold...
A way to keep the killing, chilling winds of of age, and old...
Out of my broken heart for you, this to myself I've told...
I use it as a way to lock outside alone, and cold...

I write it down to fade this frown, I know about these things...
A day we said our vows, and exchanged our golden rings...
To me it comes as music, and the song my angel sings...
That someday, when I'm older, into my mind it brings...

A thought of you........