Remembering Will Have To Do

If I could create a picture book of

memories from the past,

every chapter a masterpiece 

of unforgettable moments rehashed.

What a pleasure it would be

to turn a page each day,

reliving all the happy times

that quickly passed away.

Smiles I miss from loved ones

where heaven is their home,

babies all grown up now

with children of their own.

Summer rains and winter days

autumn leaves that fell,

snow capped pines at Christmas time

I remember so very well.

Oh what a pleasure it would be

to flip the pages through,

for now I see them in my mind

so remembering will have to do.