In Loving Memory Of Clement Greene

Quiet Moments

When I was young I used to love

to sit upon your knee.

I’d gaze into your loving eyes

as your arms enfolded me.

Your gentle kiss would stir

the golden tendrils of my hair,

as whispered sentiments of love

we quietly would share.

We’d read a book together,

the same time after time.

I knew all of the words by heart,

you didn’t seem to mind.

When darkness fell you tucked me in

and gently kissed my cheek.

You’d wish upon a shooting star

the Lord my soul to keep.

The years have passed so quickly,

death parted you from me.

I hope you know how much it meant

when I sat upon your knee.

Gazing to the heavens,

as I quietly reminisce,

I’d give a million of those stars

to feel your gentle kiss.

I’d give all my tomorrows

to hear you read to me,

and remember those quiet moments

when I sat upon your knee.

Copyright – Louisas Lodge

International Memorial Tribute Sponsored By:

Brother Khrystus 

and 

Nekisha (Daughter of the deceased)