Do you question the ringing of the bell
That sounds the passing of one known so well
We who shared our life as we grew old
And was part of our story that would unfold
For each journey will have an end
From which we cannot each amend
And the memories that come back to me
Of you the one we will not again see
So the next day will begin as it always will
And each hour will endure to the night is still
For as sure as night will follow day
You will live in my memories that remain always.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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