Gone, but not forgotten...
Still cherished in your heart...
Still thought of now and then,
Perhaps with a tear as well as a smile...
Gone, but not forgotten...
Still dreamt of, as friends are,
With wistful memories that bless
And with a thankful, thoughtful time borne of love...
Gone, but not forgotten...
Not while love persists, as love should,
Not while the good comes to mind,
Not while a little handshake is recalled...
Gone, but not forgotten...
Seasons came and seasons went,
With more to come... and Christmas, too...
Be strong, dear friend, I'm praying for you...
Denis Martindale, July 2019.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem