(A poem to heaven)
Remember how radiant our smile were,
when happiness empowered.
Those days that we could talk for hours,
and only laughter showered.
Those moments that are recalled here and then,
where things no longer can be mend.
That piece of recollection still comes back to the mind,
where it will not get erased by time.
Time will pass,
but memory will last.
Those memories that were created,
and those emotions need not be stated.
Photographs bring us back to memory,
where things used to be so glimmery.
You might be gone,
but our love for you will not be torn.
I can no longer reach you now,
where we are separated by thousand of miles.
But I will hug you with my prayers,
where the memory tailors.