time ticks slowly by
these memories floating through my mind
the walls that you once stared at too
and the love you poured into life
here in the little pieces
you left behind
i wish i could squeeze your hand
just one more time
or listen to the soothing consistency
of your voice
if only i could get your advice
on the mysteries of life
the sunshine through the porch screen
of the shortest winter days
remind me of the brightness
of your life zest
the way you took the time you had
without regrets or missed beats
and I'll always be grateful
for plaid shirts and corn fields,
for the cards that you signed Marjorie
for the moments that stayed behind in my mind
and the shortest day of the year
that gave me you.
