fieldofsnow
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Written in memory of my father who passed away in 2005
.x.
Like the pages of an old history book fade with age
So shall your life fade
With time
No one will remember your name
.
x
.
Your face will not hang forever young
Among the old masterpieces at the museum
With time
No one will remember your face
.
x
.
The melody of your laugh will never sound again
Like the old symphonies
With time
No one will remember your voice
.
x
.
Your thoughts and your dreams were never recorded
And studied like the great philosophers of old
With time
No one will know you existed
.
x
.
But I was there, and I remember.
.x.
Like the pages of an old history book fade with age
So shall your life fade
With time
No one will remember your name
.
x
.
Your face will not hang forever young
Among the old masterpieces at the museum
With time
No one will remember your face
.
x
.
The melody of your laugh will never sound again
Like the old symphonies
With time
No one will remember your voice
.
x
.
Your thoughts and your dreams were never recorded
And studied like the great philosophers of old
With time
No one will know you existed
.
x
.
But I was there, and I remember.