DOWN MEMORY LANE

 

I call out her name, 

when I walk inside the door.

I never hear her voice, 

she's not there it anymore.

I take another walk, 

down memory lane.

She may be gone, 

but those times remain.

All the joys and laughter 

and sometimes tears.

We had the best times, 

for all those years.

Every moment we shared, 

it's memories we made.

I still recall those times, 

they will never fade.

I have all the photos, 

it's still in a frame.

I look at each one, 

but it's not the same.

They are my keepsake, 

I think about her every day.

It's hard to move on, 

when I still miss her today.