Precious Memories - Poem by Shirley.R. Simpkin
Tired eyes brimming over with scalding hot tears;
I flick through the pages of pictures in my mind.
Memories come flooding back, through all of the years;
Sort them out in bundles, then in red ribbons bind.
You will be here forever; always by my side,
Embraced in my heart, but never a sound.
I'll struggle to swim, and go with the tide,
You gave me so much. I know you're around.
I smell a scent, an aroma reminscent of you;
A clock gentle ticks. Remember your smile, your warm Hello.
Tears are falling upon my face. Alas, what can I do?
Blackbirds are singing their songs, sweet, soft and mellow.
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