Memories Poem by Houda Boukassoula

When our eyes ceased talking
And our hands ceased sensing
Each other's warmth and shivering
When your voice I stopped hearing
Inside my head it started sounding
I realized you were away passing
Lonely in our nook I was weeping
Life outside was not for me waiting
Events around me kept occurring
To reanimate memories and feelings
Making your paternal love everlasting
Faraway your presence was fading
Closer to mind your wisdom sticking
The fewer memories of you are getting
The more precious they are becoming
The most valuable one is your saying:
The older gets the date of parting
The sooner will be the eternal meeting