Silent Memories
Things that happened
Only you could know
Words that were said
With the smile that I loved so
These memories are my treasure
That bring your presence near
I wish we'd had more time
To make our feelings clear
But life is just a pathway
That leads to parts unknown
But my heart holds silent memories
That are known to you alone
I tend them like a garden
They flower and they bloom
I wish that we could share once more
But oh, you left so soon
But life is made for living
My steps will carry on
I'll tend the silent memories
In this gray and foggy dawn
Karen Shaw Matteson
©2001
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We look before and after,
And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those
that tell of saddest thought
~ Percy Bysshe Shelley ~
from "To a Skylark"
This page is dedicated to my father, Johnnie Leon Shaw, who I miss dearly,
and to all who mourn and grieve. How wonderful to have loved and
been loved so deeply, no matter the cost.
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