their faces a blur
their voices an echo
like everything else we cease to miss them
we do but the feelings don't run deep like they once did
like everyone else I'm having a hard time remembering you face
The sound of your voice
the way you move
and talk
they will all fade eventually
but the memories we share
is the one thing that won't...
Like a bullet proof vest i have worn mine
like a shield I'm holding mine close to my chest
hold on to yours...
Wow! That was powerful.
ReplyDeleteExcellent stuff!