Constant Memory

CONSTANT MEMORY Her every thought was always kind Autumn’s blanket when it gets cold And a hem that had threads of gold Patterns of love that one can find Woven deep into every word No other soul could not be stirred Empathic vines around you wind Somehow sensing what you may feel Leaving imprints that are so real One can’t resist those ties that bind That kept her close in every heart And in spirit, never apart By sharing what was in her mind Never left one to feel alone And unsurprised that love has grown Her every thought was always kind Patterns of love that one can find Empathic vines around you wind One can’t resist those ties that bind By sharing what was in her mind