I remember the fun we had
Laughing and joking
I remember when you lifted me to the sky
And told me to fly
I remember the good times
And the bad times
I remember acting like mimes
And sharing smiles
I remember the long, hard, muddy walks
I remember you encouraging me to keep going
I know you will always be here
In reality and spirit.

by Esther Hudson

Comments (2)

Memories are the fuel that sustains us. A really good poem, Esther. Ron
Nice to have that feel