Memories fade as day gets long.
Massive clouds of grey and gloom.
We strain to hear the mornings song.
The birds are mute. A dreary sound.
Trees once filled with leaf and bloom
Sit silent. Barron. Alone and still.
Suddenly a friend appears.
They fill our hearts with gifts of love.
We feel the joy and hold them close.
Memories of days once lived.
Of homes and family.
Of summer days long gone.
Friendships. Gifts. Unselfish love.
Uplifting. Helping. Sharing.
Connecting memories to remember you by.
“How Much Is That Tzarzy
In The Window?”
Oil on canvas
SOLD
Private commission
©Bjlane
To remember you by
