I deleted every line
That said I ever loved you
Regretted every song
That I had ever wrote you
I can't possibly erase them
They're all a part of me
Reminders of a bad decision
Yeah, that sounds like me
My heart just full of stupid
My head just full of dumb
My works just full of love
And now it's all undone.

In the short time,
We spent together living our young lives,
You left me with a thousand years of memories.

Never ending words to write.

We spent a year, every day, waking to our dreams,
Making dreams of love.
Making memories, we'll always have.

Afraid the memories would fade away,
I spend days looking to Heaven,
Talking to you, writing poetry to you.

I have been unable to let you go.

In my old life,
I count the memories,
I count the days until,
I will hold your Soul in my arms,
In Heaven once again.

Copyright © 2017 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.

The power of the mind is not eternal
It is not fixed, but it is fickle and it will unwind in due time

But for the betterment of others
For the expression of the self
And for all things good, most honest, pure and kind

For these things my son develop the power of your mind
That way your body, heart and head may align