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July 29, 2013
Lost memories of sweet Louise
return to me with the summer breeze.
I see her face, her anxious smile,
as the car drove on, mile after mile.
Each crying branch of trees we passed
all knew the journey would be our last.
Each traffic light that was on red
only added to, the heartfelt dread.
Such memories of sweet Louise
A treasure trove, to me, are these.
Her arrival came, and soon she went
And those few hours were all we spent.
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