Reflections In Time

Time becomes a gentle melody
of memories, interwoven with notes that give harmony
to what has been,
and sings a joyful song of what is to be.

I sang a song of joy,
a melody soft and slow,
you never heard me sing.

I sent you fragrant flowers
from my garden,
you never watched them bloom.

I wrote words,
that came from deep inside my soul,
you never heard.

I gave you a gift,
of friendship and love,
it was never opened.

Forever,
I will write words of joy,
flowers will bloom,
and the sweetest songs will play;
for loving is a gift
we not only give away.

It is a precious gift
we keep in our heart
long after today. kam

Time does not erase
the memories that live in our hearts.

kam's reflections