Book Of Memories

When we reach a certain age where we find

ourselves looking back on all the years, tears, laughter.

We discover those memories are what keep us wanting more.

Deep within

are things so special,

so very dear to us.

Our hopes, Our dreams,

the good times, the bad times.

old photographs, the newer ones,

of times spent both bad & good

that make us laugh and cry.

The joy of a hug,

The thrill of a kiss,

Leaves us to recall the pure simple bliss of life.

Our thoughts and wishes,

They stay with us,

all of these things contained in our book of memories.

I wonder Amanda did you reach that age

before your last chapter came to a close.

You took your book of memories with you

and now we'll never know all the sweet special

things that were held in your book of remembrance.

When God sent you for us all to share,

Of all the angels in heaven,

You were the one meant for us

and how we enjoyed your time spent here.