We
thought of you with love today,
But
that is nothing new.
We
thought about you yesterday,
And
days before that too.
We
think of you in silence.
We
often speak your name.
Now
all we have is memories,
And
your picture in a frame.
Your
memory is our keepsake,
With
which we'll never part.
God
has you in his keeping.
We
have you in our heart. |