Daily Rhyme
Thursday, September 8, 2016
Memories Left Behind
I think about her now and then...though she left us long ago.
I think about her smile...and how her eyes would glow.
I think about the way she loved...a love gentle and kind
And I have to stop and thank her...for the memories she left behind.
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