A memory she left behind

By the embers of a log fire
I lose myself in thought
My heart is filled with the desire
To give thanks for the gifts true love brought.

Contentment overwhelms me 
A smile crosses my lips 
I play a loving melody 
As I caress your picture with my fingertips.

I can still hear your laughter 
Even though I sit alone 
Yes all this long time after 
I still hear you on the phone .

The way you used your feminine wiles
To try and tie me down 
Sat here wearing a silly smile 
As I remember A verb, A phrase , A noun .

Oh how I love these memories 
I give thanks to the lord above 
Dear lord will you please 
Look after my true love . 

Reward her for her caring 
Her love and humility 
and thank her lord for sharing 
Her wonderful life with me.

Copyright © DARREN WATSON | Year Posted 2014