Memories Of You
room resonates our memories –
every corner, every open space.
The walls, the ceiling, the closed windows –
all echo our laughter aloud.
I stand outside to once where we often stood
and gaze blankly into the silent evening.
The road ahead is almost empty,
but my mind is crowded with thoughts of you.
You would have loved the cool breeze tickling you –
a whiff of freshness wrapping you.
As night drifts in slowly sprinkling light showers on me,
I think of you and picture the delightful you.
And although I miss you much, beg to hold you close,
yearn to draw you close to me,
The thought of you being happy banishes all my pain,
my hurt, my loneliness without you.