Memories of You

Thu, 06/26/2014 - 14:29 -- bweezy
The more that I get older, the less I think of you.
But I like to look back at the things you did that others said you wouldn't do.
I don't think about you often but when I do I cry.
I look up and I ask God why you had to die.
I never get an answer, it's just silence with a breeze.
But I look up and smile and know you're smiling back at me.
You know you made me happy and I hope I've made you proud.
You were the one that I'd come to any time that I felt down.
But you are gone and I suppose there is nothing I can do.
Except do my best in my life and always think of you.
 
Life is just so short and we all want to make a difference.
Just know you did and still you do even in your absence.
My goodness you were so special, in fact you still are.
Because you're with me and I'm with you and together we'll go far.
I miss you so but you had to go and I promise to go on.
I know that you would do the same because you were so strong.
I miss your happy smile and I miss your warm embrace.
And it is too bad that all I have now is pictures of your face.
I wish I could hear your voice or maybe give you a hug.
I'd even say I love you but even that wouldn't be good enough.
If I could see you just one more time and make your life one more day long,
I'd make it count for now I know how quickly you'd be gone.
But you're gone for good and that's okay because one day we'll meet again. 
I'll see you up in heaven. I know that's where you were sent.
I don't have your hugs, your laughter or your love,
But when you were down on this earth I'm sure I had enough.
At least I have our memories even if they are a little bit construed, 
I do not mind because they are all the greatest memories I have of you.
 

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