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.”