A poem

A memory caused me to write this poem. I found it fitting to share during the last day of April 

in celebration of National Poetry month.

Memories

I saw a pair of red shoes
just like the ones she used to wear.
I wanted to buy them even though
I knew I'd never wear them.
I miss her.

I wanted to show her the photo
of the huge tree decorated
with hundreds of Easter eggs
just like the tree we used to decorate
but I can't.

I want to tell her so many things
and share so many stories.
I want to laugh with her.
I'll never be able to again,
because she's gone.