Cleaning trough the memories

you left behind

your memories

not mine

Stories you never told

dreams you never shared

or did you try

and I not hear

Hopes

of a life time

 But now I know

you meant to

leave those things behind

objects

They speak the words

you could not

how else would I truly

know you

A little mermaid

a little brass mermaid

fell on the table

as I was reading

a love note you wrote

so deeply loving

from you

Before we meet

 But I knew those words

they rang true

truly felt

I knew those words

on paper

and in deed

You meant them then you meant them

 and then you meant them again

Your passion for life

flowed over into

everything you did

and everyone you knew

Loving always like a child

a true innocent

hiding behind an adults body

but that child could not be held in

and the child always came out to play

long before the adult could stop her

I wonder if the adult even tried

You never said

I never ask

Keep sakes

yours truly

I came to know more

from a postage stamp

a short kept diary

The clutter of a life time

that our life time

never had the time

to know

So you left them behind

for me

the childhood picture

of innocents

The picture of life

just starting

And then the

hopes and dreams

like childhood gone

in the sigh of one last breath

vaporized into eternity

I hope to leave behind

a few good memories

and a lot of imagination