REMEMBRANCE
Sometimes I wake in the night and I hear footsteps;
Your imprints on my soul
They march in time with the beating of my heart;
For you are always there
Sometimes I think I hear you whisper when I speak to you;
I sense the timeless spirit of your breath
Swirling with the evening breeze
Urging me to \"Go on, go on\"..
Every day I try to sculpt my life
With the colour and beauty of you
To create the happiness and fulfilment
That you would want for me
Your footsteps in my heart recede
But I carry your imprints forever
Creating new memories
And giving thanks for every new day...