Often I reminisce at that decision when young
but it was you who left.
Even to this day remember that kiss goodbye
that ruled our progress.
Realising from then it had always been you
the one I loved true.
Then nothing was taken seriously life was fun
searching our destinies.
Loving someone to us stories and weepy films
and the freedom to roam.
But when maturity sets in you see what’s lost
regretting the personal cost.
Years I searched for the girl I simply let go
that took losing to know.
By chance on a social sight I saw your face
could our past be fulfilled?
Enjoying those years that should have been
if only we had foreseen.
Here now with a bouquet of flowers to give
standing by your grave.
The reunion had come for us just too late
by you I kneel and remember.
That gentle person warm bubbly and sweet
your kiss and smile until we meet.
The sun was shinning and you were there
my precious lady my tears I share!
The Foureyed Poet.
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