Lynne A. Johnston

We thought of you
With love today,
But that is nothing new.
We thought about
You yesterday,
And days before that too.
We think of you in silence,
We often speak your name.
Now all we have is memories
And your picture in a frame.
Your memory is our keepsake
With which we’ll never part.
God has you in his keeping.
We have you in our heart.