Memories of you

I remember stealing a glimpse to look at you,

to see your sun-bleached brown hair,

your blue shimmering eyes that

lit up your young radiant face.


Your gentle smile portrayed

a sweet-tempered spirit

that always characterized you.

Looking at you today, you\'re as beautiful


as that indelibly edged memory,

that eternity on end I will remember

as my body withers and my mind fails,

I bear witness to your beauty.


God\'s gift to a frail man like me.

Memories are not enough to

reflect, time has no measure,

space has no limit to think of you.