Memories That Keep Me Close To You. Poem by Steve Ricketts

I'm sitting at the table, it's just gone half past three, I've had to come back down, because I could not sleep. I think about you always, right through out the day, every single evening and at the break of everyday.

I can't help it, I just think of all you went through, there was so much you suffered, with all they did to you, they tried to do their best, I want you to know, that everything they did, they did it all for you.

I wish it could be different, I wanted so much more, for there was lots of little thing I wanted us to explore, we had our plans of plenty, enough for me and you, how thing would been different, if there was only the time to be.

I think about you constantly, your never far from mind, I talk to you each morning when I'm sitting in that chair, I look at your photo and then my tears begin to flow, I miss you more each morning than I did the day before. I can't wait until we meet, just to be with you once more, is all I'm dreaming for.