A Memento
You came to me, an autumn day
then many times did more
and gave to me a stone of blue
your love forever more
A wee bit big, I did not care
and held it with my love
close to heart, which now does break
for things that which did come
I question naught, for I do know
though ponder in my mind
and close my eyes and think of you
and of those sweeter times
For in this life, there does come change
and choices that are made
held too long impending change
must move ahead the same
So this morn’ that I do stand
with coffee in my hand
and watch the sun as it does rise
and calm my trembling hand
I wipe the tear upon my cheek
and open my cupped hand
a memento blue and shining
placing kiss I understand
Carolee Dennis-Woosley
September 29, 2012
Regis
Mark
Joy L. Hale
Ron
was not to be *Carolee* by a
trickling tear of release..
Lady Vivian
I bow and tip my hat to you
Cyrano
Love ya!
Jane
the sweet things that occurred. A wise comment. Thanks-
Deborah
Di
budd
Gail
Let the sharp edges of the pain be softened with the remembrances this blue stone gives you.
Despite the pain, very beautiful Carolee
Christine