Time goes by it shall not wait,
Memories stay with me to hold,
I see you there beside the gate,
Your smile that glows like shining gold.
A picture of a past we shared
so long ago but with me now,
I'll never forget the one who cared
For me so much but wonder how,
You went away that sunny day,
To leave me with these memories,
Knowing you shall not return,
These gentle thoughts are here to please.
On dreary mornings I still sit
and think of you in golden sun,
A memory is a treasured gift,
To look upon at moments done.
Jayne Louise Davies
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