How do I remember you today?
Faded ribbons holding memories
Twirling the colors between my fingers
Indigo as the night you first touched me just so
Scarlet as the blood pulsing through my veins
When I went from your girl to your wife
Perhaps the white as the fresh made snowball in sunlight
That I waited until I was inside the house to throw
Faded ribbons holding memories
Maybe the orange of the summer tiger lilies
You didn’t think could grow in our yard
Oh, the lush green for the fresh-cut lawn
I had to teach you how to mow
Twirling the colors between my fingers
Perhaps the rich deep brown of steak
Well done as you loved, but I abhorred
Then there’s the aqua as crystal clear
As the waters of our Caribbean cruises
Or the slate of the morn I became your widow
Twirling the colors between my fingers
Faded ribbons holding memories
How do I remember you today?
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beautiful….. ❤
Thanks Bajan.
Great take on ribbons. Thanks for stopping by.
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Thanks Joyce, I enjoyed your post as well.
is beautiful.. – twirling the colors between my fingers..
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Thank you Vidyatiru.
Beautiful.
Thank you GG.
Oh this is so beautiful and also so very sad. The beautiful memories that we try to hold on to with all of our heart and then to know that they can fade. I think we are very blessed to live in a time of which pictures and videos are very common and they are so wonderful in helping us to keep our memories alive and well. Sadly I have no videos of those who were not alive during these times of easy access to recordings. Thank goodness we have pictures. I think you have painted such a thoughtful picture of the faded memories with the use of ribbons.
Thanks for coming back and posting with us again at Theme Thursday. I hope you will stay with us and post each week. Have a blessed weekend.
God bless.
Thank you Mrsupole. I finally remembered to add TT to my feed. I cannot promise you weekly, but I will be posting more often.
oh my…that close…on becoming the widow…i did not see that coming…i was caught up in the wonderful memories of a life shared….
“i did not see that coming…” As in real life, neither did I.
Thanks Brian
oh heck…the close hit me unprepared…. what wonderful warm memories… really you had me right in the moment