Thinking of Steve this week.
There are days or nights that we think of him in so many ways,
You know that you can’t go back and change the yesterdays.
A face on TV reminds you of him from long ago,
A picture that your memory will always know.
Favorite dishes that you know he loved to eat,
Nieces that you wonder how he would greet.
Baseball cards and what he would collect,
What kind of loving wife, would he select.
A dream of him, there will always be a tough pull,
For us, we accept a wonderful life that is almost full.