I thought of you today, but that is nothing new.
I thought of you yesterday, and days before that too.
I think of you in silenc, I often speak your name.
Now all I'm left with memories, and your picture in a frame.
Your memory is my keepsake with which I will never part.
God has you in His keeping, I have you in my heart.
-B
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