A Picture In My Mind

Just a little of your face before you are no more
  Just a touch of your soft hand to take along
   Just a coin that you've carried as you went your way
     Just a moment of your time to keep me strong

The elusive life that teases us in waking hours
 The frenetic pace of chasing one's own mind
  The trail of cast off things we could not do without
   The tally of the lives we leave behind