Matilde Quintana-Penton

I thought of you today,

But that is nothing new.

I thought about you yesterday

And days before that too.

I think of you in silence,

And often speak your name.

All I have are memories,

And your picture in a frame.

Your memory is a keepsake,

From which I’ll never part.

God has you in His arms,

I have you in my heart.