To Have and to Hold

A special date, a haunting tune...
We remember someone gone too soon
Their image glows and for a while
We bathe again in their warm smile.

We recall the moments that we spent
Together; many letters sent
The summer postcards we'd select
Before impersonal Internet.

Souvenirs swim through my mind
Not all are good – some are unkind
A quarrel or an angry word ...
But looking back, it seems absurd.

We pass this way but once, they say
What will we make of our brief stay?
A treasured love makes life complete
I vow to keep my memories sweet...

(c) Poet in the woods 2016