EDWARD'S GIRL

EDWARD’S GIRL

Memory is often kind

And my heart remembers well

The little things you said and did,

The funny tales you’d tell.

There are so many things

Which bring you close to mind ~

A song you used to sing

And something that I find.

The quiet space, the silence,

That empty lonely chair

All these things remind me

That you are no longer here.

A piece of music oft remembered

Which stirs the heart when heard,

I just hope you really knew

How very much I cared.

I knew that I would miss you ~

Your proud and stubborn ways,

Your arguments and banter

Brought interest to my days.

I miss you very often

When life gets in a whirl

But I am very pleased indeed

That I was Edward’s girl.

© Linda J. Vaughan

October 3rd. 2003