The Summertime Mind

"Memories"

This is one of the first poem I wrote:) And In my opinion, the collection gets better as it goes. Thanks for reading! Feedback is greatly appreciated!

Our time was short, but better than none

Not long enough for our love to be done...

And now when I cant see your face,

I keep an old photograph just in case.

But as my memories become increasingly bare,

that old photograph begins to tear.

And when it's more than two worlds that separate our love,

I pray that your memories wont fly like a dove...

For it is true, my love,

that the next time we meet may be far up above.