Memories Poem by Sarah Persson

Lying in my bed, I gaze,
To trees outside my window pane,
My thoughts turn once again to you,
And how can I not smile.

Memories come flooding back,
Of crazy days and love filled nights,
Days we wished would never end
And nights we knew we'd not forget.

When laid like this years down the line,
With jest I smile at every thought,
Those broken days, the fun, the tears,
Now memories of chosen years.