Memory builds a little pathway
that goes winding through my heart…
It’s a lovely, quiet , gentle trail
from other things apart.
I only meet when traveling there
the folks I like the best…
for this road I call remembrance
is hidden from the rest.
But I hope I’ll always find you
in my memory rendezvous…
for I keep this little secret place
to meet with folks like you.
Helen Steiner Rice