Till The End Of Time Poem by Brooke McMinn

Till The End Of Time



They say that you can find comfort
In memories that you have gained
But I never find anything
Except for sorrow and pain.

All those times I cried for you
Reliving the moment that you died
Those memories are horrible
My tears will never dry.

I love you now
Like I loved you then
You are my baby
To the end...

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