Seasons of Grief

The days come and the days go
But all the memories remain
Frozen in time, fallen in snow
A winter museum for the sane.

I remember your smile and remember your laugh
And all the goofy things you did
You shone like a star and then you burned out
And now your light is hid.

I cry in the sun and cannot hold back
And in the brightest of days
I wish you were here and had never gone
But your memory remains.