Remember Me Poem by Paula Lubbe

Isn’t it sad how memories fade
How we forget and move on to the next day
Isn’t it tragic how we lose the ones we love
Forgotten, their souls reflected in the whitest dove

The frame of something stands creaking still
The good it did must be remembered, but never will
Isn’t it awful how we can’t take back time
How I couldn’t save him, how I could never make you mine

But remember how it once was
How idyllic it used to be
And I think and wonder where you are
And if you too, are thinking of me