Neville

Fading

Fading

 

In knowing

Memories 

Often fail

And  

Bruises always

Fade

I had hoped

So very much

Indeed  

To save

The essence

Of her

In those places

We once played

 

Such precious

Moments

Filled

To the very

Point of

Overflow

With laughter

Longing

Love and song

I cannot

For a moment

Now explain

Just how much

I wanted them

To go on and on ...