Friday, September 19, 2014

Memory of You

I wrote this short poem on the late evening of August 12th.

Memory of You

What does not remind me of you?
You make it hard to live.
Yet I cherish all the memories,
For what are we without our memories,
The cute, funny, interesting, beautiful,
Sad yet treasurous memories.

Memories are as real as we want them to be.
I want your memories to linger till doom,
Even if it means labouring through the day.

Signing off, Randy Alstone!

Stay Alstoned!

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