This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Towson chapter.
Enjoy my original poem titled Remember Me.
When the seasons change from hot to cold
and the memories go from new to old
Remember me
When the flowers bloom on that nice Spring day
and all the photos fade without a trace
Remember me
We were taught to speak with our hearts, not our minds
To live each day like there was no concept of time
Remember me
Think of the seasons like I thought of you
Like a different day vibrant and new
Remember me