Dear G

I thought of you today, but that is nothing new.

I thought about you yesterday and days before that, too.

I think of you in silence. I sometimes speak your name.

All I have are my memories, no more picture in a frame.

Your memory is a keepsake from which I’ll never part.

I’ll never have you in my arms but I’ll always have you in my heart.



Baby, I’ll always love you.