I remember her smile
even though it hasn't smiled on me in years.
I can even see the sparkle in her eyes
though they haven't seen me
for the same amount of time.
Even though we never touched
I know that her skin was as soft
as the mist that kissed the dawn.
And I can still feel her presence
in memories never gone...
'Cause they're memories of the heart.
Copyright © 2001 T. J. Daniels
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