neverlastingdream //

the way you looked at me, soft and believing.
the possibilities that I saw in you, brave and daring.
the days that we spent together, short and momentary.
the tears that we wept, bitter and dreary.

the smiles that graced those photos, happy and naive.
the sad good-byes that we endured, hug then leave.
the last time I saw you, sad and heartbreaking.
that graceful last kiss, soft and fading.

(Marina’s grade 6 poem probably trumps this one too. lol.)