Louise Riveiro - Mitchell Poet Rhyme

Plagued By Memories

Memories and images deep in my soul,
They dwell there silently, fond imagines that never grow old.
A little girl holding on to her father's hand,
How she longs to see his face and to be his little girl once again.
A young man who stood before our country and the world,
And promised the glow of that candle would light our way.
But sadly his dreams and our path was taken from us
That November day.
For a time the country staggered on,
The little girl grew up as sadly she watched her father
Pass on.
She found a young man who like her seemed seek the answers 
To all the whys and where’s and the to follow.
Together they found happiness until the day he  said he had to go
It was about that time a  voice from the past seemed to wander  in again
That warm smile and the clear memory of another young man 
He brought back those  hopes, dreams and memories 
Only in the early morning hours once again  they would be forced to leave like Another bad dream
Will these  memories always be 
Gentle on my mind or just the image  of ghost riders  in the sky
And when it’s time and I find myself knocking on heavens door
Will they  all be there to greet me 
And  together we will be once again

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