PORTALS  TO  THE  PAST

In the quiet of the evening
or the early morning light;
In the sunshine of the noon-day
or the darkness of the night;
Your eyes,
your sweet smile,
your nearness . . .
fleeting scenes from memory's store,
fill my soul with poignant longing . . .
Oh, to see your face once more!

Folks say that
time will heal all wounds
and I think that may be true ,
But passing time cannot erase
precious memories of you.
As my heart, in reminiscing,
opens portals to the past,
I know you'll be a part of me
for as long as time may last.

"The special closeness between true friends creates a bond that time and distance can never erase.  
These friends are never far from each other's thoughts, and are always in each other's hearts."     

(quote borrowed from a calendar I had a few years ago)