April
In my mind
is a box of memories
I open the box
and you appear
I allow myself
to make deliveries
of when you were
alive and near
and sometimes I make
discoveries
that back then
wern't so clear
My memory is
the only wittness
for a love so dear
Your words were
few and simple
And eye's they
never lied
The moments
we had together
were the best
in my life
to be loved
as I love
To that nothing
can compare
In my box of
memories
this will always
be there
Tears and laughter
are some of the things
I wish that I could share
with you
Joy and pain
are still emotions
being gone
you still do
In my box of memories
that I have filled
with you
I close and lock
my love
And seal it with
I do
Copyright © John Loving Iii | Year Posted 2013
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