Love Never Fails

"To Exhaustion...and Beyoooond..." (said in the best Buzz Lightyear impression I hear in my head...)

That's the adult battle cry.

At least, that's how it feels for us lately.

Kris and I fought a lot during the last week.  It was primarily me, as always.  But that isn't even why I'm writing.

I'm writing tonight because something is on my heart.  On the way home from work tonight, I was heavily under attack.  Thoughts came into my mind that I didn't want.  Memories.  Things from my past threatened to swallow me.  It kept building and building, and as much as I tried to focus on something else or pray, it was persistent.

Memories, sweet memories...

Memories

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine

Quiet thought come floating down
And settle softly to the ground
Like golden autumn leaves around my feet
I touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories,
Sweet memories

Of holding hands and red bouquets
And twilight trimmed in purple haze
And laughing eyes and simple ways
And quiet nights and gentle days with you

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine,
Memories, memories, sweet memories