I Think of You Often
I think of you often,
and make no outward show,
but what it means to lose you,
no one will ever know.

You wished no one farewell,
nor even said good-bye,
you were gone before I knew it,
and only God knows why.

You are not forgotten
nor will you ever be,
as long as life and memories last,
I will remember thee.

To some you may be forgotten,
to others a part of the past,
but to me who loved you dearly,
your memories will always last.

Nothing can be more beautiful
than the memories I have of you.

To me, you were someone special,
God must have thought so too!

If tears could build a staircase
and memories a lane,
I would walk all the way to Heaven,
and bring you back again.