What will you remember of me when I leave?
Is it a memory or a kind thought whilst you grieve
Of happy times whilst the sun shone
Or when I held you in my arms together as one
Perhaps it will be a verse well writ
Or the diamond ring snugly on your finger to fit
But please remember my name
And that I was yours in love's eternal flame.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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