Saturday, December 26, 2015

Memories

Lost in the memory of things so old
Like a simple touch or a word of love
The look on my Mother's face when she smiles
And the feel of her two little turtle doves.

The sound of my Father's laughter 
And the corny jokes he always told 
Memories of a life that seems long past
Do these memories make my heart grow cold?

Memories of my Mother's hugs 
She used to hold on so very tight
And my Father's kisses on top my head
And how he would say I was his little light.

My parents may be long gone 
But the memory of them remain 
I know they look upon me from above 
No more will the memories cause me pain

I will remember and cherish their love 
And bring that to my own family I will start
With the man I have chosen to be mine
Because it was him I have given my heart

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