memory breathes

and so will she.

Sweet thoughts of yesteryear

of him calling her dear

of her love for him so sincere

memory breathes

and so will she.

although she had been gone for quite some time,

she is his first thought at morning’s shine.

his love for her still sublime.

she’ll live in his mind forevermore

til grey hair appears all the more

When death came knocking at his door,

he smiled and said,

“It’s been awhile.”