The Anniversary Poem by Frances Ayers

Anniversaries bring back the sadness of the dead
Of all the Time wasted and things often left unsaid
And Reminding us of promises that were never kept
Bringing on new tears, to add to those we have wept

Sometimes we can recall the advice that they gave
And how during their illness they fought the grave
We can almost hear their sweet voices like a tune
Trying to picture their faces, they've gone too soon

Passage of time replaces Tears with a smile
And helps us to remember what good they've left
Their kind words and deeds makes it worthwhile
To have walked down the road of the bereft

Times passage softens the constant pain
We carry around, weighing us down like a boulder
Replaced by a dull heartache which surfaces again
But is not a heavy weight we carry upon our shoulder