Ever Present Memories

Written by: Kevin Stock

The leaves were golden...brown and brittle
Rustling as the autumn breeze blew
Do I miss it, yes, a little
As my fondness, it there grew

The suns warm rays glanced off the water
Of the pond at the foot of the hill
Each summers day grew hotter
Yes...I miss it still

The Love that filled the Sunday air
Simple, heartfelt and true
A Grandmother's Love, something so rare
And time...it but flew

The visits these days, too short I'm afraid
I can never recapture childhood innocence
But the memories I carry will never fade
No matter the moment, the motive, or absence

One day my spirit, it will return
And I will never leave there again
It is where I will one day adjourn
Forever and ever...Amen


© 2011 Kevin Stock