The Library Of My Fond Memories
I only hope if I was given one moment, just a
single slice of my past,
I could then hold it so tightly forever that
moment would always last.
I would like to put those moments in a safe,
within my hearts abode,
So I could open it when I wanted it and only I
would know the code.
I could choose a time of laughing and my
times of happiness and fun,
I could choose a time that thrilled me, through
everything I have done.
I sat and thought about what moment, would
always make me smile?
One that would always motivate me and let me
to walk that extra mile.
If ever I am feeling sad and low, if am
struggling with something to do,
I could go and open my little safe, and watch
all my dull moments through.
There are moments I can think of, that would
lift my spirits every time,
The moments when I am picked up, when the
hill of life was hard to climb.
I do not wish to only pick one moment, to
cherish, love, save and keep,
Then I know it would prove really difficult, as
I have gathered up a heap,
I have dug deep inside my heart, found that
little safe and looked inside,
There was room for lots of moments; in fact it
can fit hundreds if I tried.
I am now building my own fondest library
which is embedded in my heart,
It's for all the moments spent with my beloved
wife before she had to part.
I know I can open it up whenever I like, pick a
moment and review my life,
My little library of fond memories acts as a
promise, I'll never forget my wife.
