Our Remembered Parts Of Time - Poem by David Keig
Will you spend some time with me, my child?
Will you spend some time with me?
Will you think about me when I’m gone?
And what will be your memory?
Will the day when your first words you spoke
Be as clear for you as me?
Will the time your magic castle broke
Bring a smile for you as me?
Will the joy we felt at Christmas time
Counting needles on the tree
Bring a gladness glow within your heart
That’s as warm for you as me?
When I am gone these memories
Will be yours – no longer mine
That’s the gift that’s left by all of us
Our remembered parts of time.
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