Poems by Richard G. Martin

Remembering    By Richard Martin 444

To remember is a gift and sometimes a pain
You can't pick and choose, the ones the ones that remain

I don't want to forget you and couldn't if I tried
But to remember is painful, and brings tears to my eyes

The love we had for each other I think would be rare.
There was no doubt about your love, it was always there.

I don't like the pain that your memories bring to me
How could a love so pure, cause so much misery

There's not a time that I don't think of you
And so there's not a time, that I'm not feeling blue

When you died the pain was hard to bear
I'll Never forget the unwavering love, that you and I once shared