Memories are special.
They can take us back,
to a time of less stress.
A good thing.
Memories are special.
They can take us back,
to a time of less stress.
A good thing.
A lonely tear, slides down my cheek
as I think of this life of ours.
It pains me when recalling you,
now the tear has become two.
I am not weeping, there is no more.
Just the tick of a clock.