Promises Made
you may not remember
me now by name
or the promises made
on our wedding day
through the thick and the thin
to have and to hold
from the days of our youth
to the foothold of old
whatever is thrown
in our direction my love
it never will be
enough to break us up
even if you
forget who i am
a promise is a promise
and needs to be kept
through good times and bad
till death do us part
though appearances change
love is still where we are
memory may falter
and in time quickly fade
but i remember the alter
and the promises made
I've seen several family members succumb to memory loss over the last several years which is the reason for this and several poems I've written with this subject in mind...
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2019
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