My memories are sacred of the you I used to know.
I remember all the places where you and I would go.
Time has made me older, and life has made me old.
My bones are thin and brittle; my body feels the cold.
Days when I was younger and warmer in the sun,
Days when you were with me, I was the chosen one.
Years went rolling past us, but I lost you along the way.
I would give all my tomorrows for just one yesterday.
Poem About Wanting One More Day With You
The sky and the winds howl. Days go by and my love can't be found. Wanting just one more kiss one more smile and one more scent. Days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months, and months turn...
My Memories
Published by Family Friend Poems October 2016 with permission of the Author.
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