A Treasure

I miss the sound of your voice .
The stories you told
Your presence always glowed .
Time does not change
Because I miss you as much today
As the day you died .
I have a smile on my face
But an aching heart .
I ride the wave
But all the while
I hide the pain
Behind my smile .
When you died
Your memory
Becomes a treasure .
I will try and pave the way
For a better day
When my days are gray .
You will always be a treasure  to me  .
I know every treasure  of ours
Who has died
Has helped God make Heaven full .

                                   I Love You All

                                   By Brock