Memories come and go.

Fading over time,

Blending into the background 

Of our fast-paced lives.

Until they mesh together

creating a net woven of memories

and filled with the past.

That net contains sights, smells and tokens

that meant little at the time and grew in value.

But most of all, it contains the memories of people:

of those that matter most.

My memory net is full,

Of memories of you.

Of your smile;

Of your accomplishments;

Of your love of black crocs

and your calm and quiet strength.

Now that you are gone, life will not be the same

But we have those memories and more;

Your legacy that will remain.