Chronicled Memories

Be with someone who loves you more, than on the days you can't love yourself at all…


  • If I Had It My Way

    If I had it my way, We would go to bed together; and wake to watch the sunrise. I would wake refreshed with a purpose and begin hatching a plan to renew her love for me. She would wake to a whisper and a murmur in her ear; telling her how breathtakingly beautiful she is.… Continue reading

  • Contentment

    As you wake upon your pillow, I tempt a bashful stare.With a blossomed heart of contentment your vision jolts me like a snare.With the Sun glistening through the linen curtains,the mist tendrils begin to rise.It’s warmth encapsulates the room, and places a ray upon your eyes.Waking with the world that you inhabit,you stretch and roar… Continue reading

  • Pillow Talk

    Pillow Talk

    As your pillow I’ll never careWhen you snuggle me against your earWhen you bury your head and drown me In the puddles from flowing tearsI’ll never make a fuss When you whimper and cryI’ll only be there to soften And to make your perfect eyes dryI’ll muffle all your screams, Your shouts and pent emotionYou… Continue reading

  • For If It Is Me

    For If It Is Me

    For if it is me, who brushes the hair from her face;Then it should be me, her slows her life’s rapid pace For if it is me, who gives her strength and due solace;Then it should be me, who removes the pain and the malice For if it is me, who wraps her safe in… Continue reading

  • Twas the Night Before Christmas by Harvey Ehrlich

    Twas the Night Before Christmas by Harvey Ehrlich

    ‘Twas the night before Christmas and Santa’s a wreck … How to live in a world that’s politically correct? His workers no longer would answer to “Elves”, “Vertically Challenged” they were calling themselves. And labor conditions at the North Pole Were alleged by the union to stifle the soul. Four reindeer had vanished, without much… Continue reading