Remembered

But only a moment

Tears flowed when you remembered

In the quiet recesses of my mind,

Where memories linger, intertwined,

There lies a verse, a precious gem,

A poem that stirs, an anthem.

Tears flowed when you remembered,

Each line is a thread, each word tendered.

Inscribed upon the parchment of time,

A testament to love's sublime.

Through the corridors of days gone by,

It whispers, never to die.

A melody of joy and pain,

Inscribed upon the heart's terrain.

With every syllable, a heartbeat,

Echoes of laughter and moments sweet.

Yet within its rhythm, shadows dwell,

Tales of longing, of a bittersweet farewell.

Each stanza a portrait, painted with care,

Capturing moments, both fair and rare.

Like a fragile bloom in the morning light,

It blooms and fades, in the cycle of night.

Tears flowed when you remembered,

For in those words, a love tendered.

A tapestry woven with threads of gold,

Inscribed with stories, both young and old.

So let them flow, these tears of mine,

Each drop a verse, a sacred sign.

For in the tears that softly fall,

Lies the echo of love's eternal call.