ReminderSomething that can bring a smile or painLike walking through the seasonsI see the tressThey bloom pretty thingsI see them as they growFrom new and happy to old and sadThey fall when in touch with their most beautiful stateSeeing them under my feetBrings me to think of how hard she left me downThough one sticks to meAnd as time goes myI see the memory I brought with meThat reads like the last love letter she ever sentThe one I read every night before I fall asleepIn my bed of useless dreams that I should forget