A Drifting Image

I wonder, from time to time, If I still happen to cross your mind? Because I have not forgotten you, and in my head your face often comes to view. Every time I hear the sirens in my city, I hope that no harm has come to you, pretty. And that would seem a foolish…

The Jar On The Highest Shelf

My love is only for you and no one else, so when you gave it back- I put it in a jar on my highest shelf. I’d look at it each day and admire what we had, and when I thought of the happy times I was never too sad. But every now and again,…

With You

And still I go back at times to that unknown place. Where it seems time is lost in a swirl of memories. I see the good times and the bad. I feel the emotions as if I were there and shake with the vivideness of what was. And mixed in with the joyous happiness I…