The footsteps I heard yesterday, I cannot hear today.
The voice that I knew is beginning to fade away.
The moments that we shared are now my memories.
The love that was ours, in my heart will always be.
The reality of life slowly gives way to the memories of a lifetime. Memories, like roses, begin to fade and a petal here and there falls to the ground. The sound of their voice, the sense of their touch, the smell of their closeness, the look in their eyes like the petals of a rose, give way to time. Like a rose, you press the memories between the pages of your heart for as long as you live, as long as you love, you will remember.