for those memories are nowjust like these little kittensI hold in my handsthose can be kissedand treasuredbut not held too tightly.

some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will only... live in poems.

I am filled time and againwith a heart-aching wonder when I thinkof the fireand frost of memoriesof the everlastingnessof lovethe solace of familyand the power of prayer.

we always knewthat good times camewith termination contractseven if we weren't quite readyto sign it.

our feet are grape-squashed in memoriesour skins are still flushedfrom the touch of summer’s lips.

If I’m not around I hope you’ll remember me and together we will hold on to our favorite song.

I breathe in...the silenceof my own heartaching with tendernesswith memories..Of home.

you wereand always will bethat first ever touchto have fertilizedthe groundbeneath my life’s treesthat first ever roseto have fragrancedthe rest of my memories.

most of the timesit’s the hardest to saywhat I love moreyouor your memory.