Posted in 2019, Death, emotions, Goodbye, memories, poem, Poetry

More than Memories

They quick to say you’ll have memories
I don’t want the memories
I want you here with us.
Maybe im been selfish.
But I don’t care.
What are memories?
When you can pick up the phone to tell them
You love them.
When you can hug them.
And hear their laughter.
All I have is memories
I need more.
I want more.
More time.
I’m not ready to say goodbye
Memories aren’t enough
I just need
No, I just want
More time.

5.10.19

~PJ~

More of my feelings and emotions. I lost my Godma. Guess I should be lucky/bless I had her as long as I did. Almost shared my age. It’s nothing like having them here with us. Make sure let your loved ones know you love them.