DM Babbit Poet Epitaph

First Love

First Love
I tried to sense your coming
	the time and moment you would pass.
All day I pondered words to use
	actions, sighs, and movements embracing you,
as you come, 
        I am silent, look away, eyes downcast.

I sought you in quiet moments, still rooms,
	places and familiar corridors we knew.
Yet when you pass, you hurry as you usually do
	with impatience and blind ignorance.
I hoped you felt the same, 
        the way I do.

I dreamt of you continually, at night and in the day
	but night empties into mornings dawn.
The evening mist, once full of gentleness
	reminded me of the you I loved and knew
but I am still alone and waiting, 
        now, too long.

I was just a child then, not a woman
	full of fantasy and dreaming.
I had dreams of being yours and yours alone,
	I was foolish and wrong.
I’m older now, mature and not loving you
	and lying all the more.

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