Monday 6 February 2012

Yellow Rose

Planted as a memory of life,
to remember your happiness
in a world so harsh and cold.

I miss everything about you.
A touch that is no longer felt
and a smile that is no longer seen.
My weeping cannot stop.

I will try to abide by your final wish
and never shed a tear.
I will always be able to see you.

My curtains remain open as darkness falls.
All I have to do to remember you
is smile at your rose.

I will never forget the laughter
we had and the songs we sang,
the hugs we gave if ever we felt down.
It's true what they say, memories live on.