I can almost see you from my window <br />the way you sauntered up to my door. <br />How you would always look at the mailbox <br />like you'd never been here before. <br /> <br />The visions of you surround me. <br />Your memory is still everywhere. <br />I wish you could talk with me now. <br />It's hard to accept you are there. <br /> <br />I see you smoking your cigarrettes <br />''No filters! ''... just as you like. <br />I go to the places you've travelled. <br />I see you where we loved to hike. <br /> <br />It's strange when I think of ''forever'' <br />and know that you'll never return. <br />I wish things were not left unanswered. <br />I'm sure there is so much you've learned. <br /> <br />Your journey must have had a purpose. <br />You suffured like no one I've known. <br />I look forward to our reuniting. <br />Will it suprise you to see how I've grown? <br /> <br /> <br />Dedicated to my DAD<br /><br />Mary Nagy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-memory-surrounds-me/
