The Gift You Gave

Long years from now, perhaps
on a sunny summer afternoon
with family gathered all about
they’ll see me sitting apart
staring into space and smiling
and they’ll wonder, some will ask,
what I’m thinking about, what’s creating
the serene look on my face.

But I won’t be able to tell them
about you, and what we were,
nor will I be able to tell them
that though the pain was deep,
the memories are oh so sweet
for you gave me the gift of love,
and I thank you for the lovely memories
that will soften the final years.

© Marcia Miller-Twiford