Squire Red

You stole my heart when our eyes met,

It is a robbery I forgive, gentle thief.

Our moments may be short but they will last forever,

you filled my thoughts with smiles and laughter.

I think back to a time when I was without your love,

it is a time I do not care to remember.

Your love consumed me and cared for me,

for that - I thank you.

In my darkest hour these thoughts made me smile,

put my mind to rest from the evil.

You may not be here but I still feel that you're near

In my loving memory - I forgive you.

[This poem symbolizes the connection that memories bring to those you love and care for, they do not need to be with you to make you joyful, they simply need to have meaning]