Remebering
There goes that smile again,
loose
like a stray hair,
greying;
caught upon the breeze.
You wheeze out a last laugh remembering times gone,
Back when you shone.
Now only with mind's eye,
rose-tinted,
is it hinted that you knew of the summer and spring.
Smile-wrinkles and worry lines still enchant,
Even as they plant:
bitter-sweet feelings deep in my soul.
Crow's-feet
clutch
as memories call out their last sweet siren song.
Past these old lips a complaint spills:
discomfort and distance.
Far from me,
lost.
As the frost covers your world,
those first flakes stick.
You again thick in fog
moan about those kids and how they sing.
Holding your hand I take night watch,
weep silently at endless loss.
Later as I toss and turn I imagine that your mind
remains intwined with mine.
That all, for now,
is fine with you,
I forget all life now is tinged with the bitterest sting...
But then I remember...
Copyright © Ross Thompson | Year Posted 2011
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