May 2020
When I least expect it,
You hold my hand
And guide me
In the depths of an ocean of loneliness,
You remind me of companionship
I begin to remember the sunny days
The rainy days
The gloomy days
The days that made me
I have found to love those memories
You hold my hand
And guide me
In the depths of an ocean of loneliness,
You remind me of companionship
I begin to remember the sunny days
The rainy days
The gloomy days
The days that made me
I have found to love those memories
Sometimes in the darkest of hours or even at random, memories seem to change the tone of thinking. Yet, we can deal with them any we'd like. I enjoy the memories that remind me I'm cared for.
