Memories Poem by Daniel Alexander Albert J.R.

Living near manhattan,
Were we use to hang out,
not doing much of anything,
just wondering about,
I dont go their much now,
because of the past,
the memories we had are so very vast,
some of them good
and some of them bad,
I try not to forget the ones,
of what we could of had,
seeing your beautiful smile and eyes,
start to turn into grey,
as those very memories,
start to fade away.
-Daniel Alexander Albert JR

Dedicated to E.R.