Burn his words and letters,
Remove his touch from mind,
Forget his smell, however well;
Some fetters cannot bind.
Take his pictures from their frame,
Remove his dreams, before you sleep;
It's true the mind can be retrained-
But as for memories, those you keep.
Jul 2, 2010
Jul 2, 2010 at 4:24 PM UTC
Burn his words and letters,
Remove his touch from mind,
Forget his smell, however well;
Some fetters cannot bind.
Take his pictures from their frame,
Remove his dreams, before you sleep;
It's true the mind can be retrained-
But as for memories, those you keep.
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