Remnants…

Remnants of you I find everywhere
When I least expect to find them…they’re there.
A whistle, a song, a picture I see…
A smell…can bring back such strong memories.

Remnants of you come sneaking through
Unsuspected…the times and places we knew.
An integral part of my life you have been,
And I find you continue to creep back in.

Though the end was not what I wished it would be,
There have been such sweet times I can look back and see.
Those remnants of you, like a patch work quilt
Keep piecing together the life we had built.

Now I have had to say goodbye…
But forever, no matter how hard I try,
The remnants of you will always appear…
The bad I’ll let go…the sweet, I’ll hold dear.

To Tim....