Reflections of Memories

Waiting on you is like trying to catch butterflies

in a net with no screen

Impossible, yet I hold it close

with the hope that you pass me by

I see reflections of memories

with every flash in the midnight storm

The booming sound of your voice

mixed with the rain on the covered porch

But now, all that is gone

and so are you

You were taken all too soon

yet here I am here, missing you

Alone with these reflections of memories

that haunts me even in my dreams

With a soft smile, I greet the storm

And whisper, “Goodbye,” as tears fall from my eyes