'she remembers his love
By AngelEyes323
Greying hair, wrinkled hands Memory fading away Looking through the window Not knowing where she is Seasons come and go Fleeting memories of her life Forgotten names, forgotten places But she remembers his love Memorizing his every touch Those deep brown eyes Whispers in the night How he swept her off her feet Like it was yesterday Faded roses, his words of love Kept in her memory box Keeping his love alive Locked in her heart forever The passion never died Many thoughts forgotten But she remembers his love Written March 12th, 2002 © on Mar 12 2002 09:28 AM PST, Kathy D 0 • 8
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"Greying hair, wrinkled hands..."