The memory of her does not fade

The memory of her does not fade

Though a wise man would have said

Do not grieve, for she’s not dead

Think of all the things she said

The whispers in your eager ear

Those written words that kept you near

The gentle touch as you kissed her hand

The scent of her neck, her hair, and

Her eyes that followed your every move

Those eyes, they turned you, made you love

And now you know that life goes on

But she will be the one that shone

The star that blazed above your path

And left a trail across your heart

The memory of her does not fade….