Time and again I guestion why
People leave thet should remain,
Gone too soon, Too young to die,
Be it war or illness-all the same,
Life is cruel, No rhyme no reason
For their passing,
Matters not the what the season,
Years pass by, time goes fast,
Seasons change, winter looms,
People lost but memories last.
Pain recedes but empty rooms
Remain,
Tears still fall at certain times,
Birthdays, Christmas, special days,
Sight mists over, eyesight glaze,
Memories can stir our thought,
But smiles come too as I recall
Our childhood days, and how we fought
Over silly things, sweets, toys, a game,
No matter now those days are gone,
Nothing ever stays the same,
Love makes memories live on.

M.Rickman
14.1.2018