Maudlin Memories
The weakened gate on the south side of the yard
Swings and squeaks with every breeze that blows
Calling me to mend it, to repair the broken hinge
However, it is that call that brings back memories
It was a younger us, passing through that very gate
I held it open for you and just then, it had broken
You looked at me with that smile that lit up rooms
I couldn’t help but smile myself, saying, “I’ll get to that”
You greeted my parents for the very first time that day
They, too, were captivated by your smile and charm
As they welcomed the future Mrs. Me into the family
Alive we were then, young hearts filled with dreams
We were passionate, about life and about each other
Time has passed my dear, here are flowers for you
I’ve mowed the grass that was blocking your name
I know it seems a lifetime ago, but it was yesterday
And it will be short, my dear, until I see you again
I no longer weep upon your memory, but rejoice
I knew of no love like ours, as it was created in the skies
Look upon me my love, pray I am with you soon
The weakened gate on the south side of the yard
Swings and squeaks with every breeze that blows
Calling me to mend it, to repair the broken hinge
However, it is that call that brings back happiness
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