what will they become?

so i've been working with the lines i came up with at work. here's the tidbits. i'm still working on the full poem versions.

"The years have muted your voice
and the years have blurred your face. "

"like water I tried to hold on,
you slipped though my fingers."

"While trying to hold onto the wind, you blew away."

"You still make my heart go pitter patter as if the world didn’t matter. "