The Street

The street seemed so much smaller now

The grime and the smell were still the same though

Engrained like the people who lived there

It was the only thing that never left him

She stayed at twenty-three

One tough girl

Christ, he still remembers the day she knocked him out

Slightly concussed, he proposed to her

Not bad for a twelve-year-old

She couldn’t stop laughing

She wasn’t marrying no wimp that day

In fact, her daily ritual was knocking him down

Mum, is love painful

If it’s true love, it can be

It was, his head was testament to that

He just kept going back for more

To give her, her due, she was happy to give it to him

One day he told her straight. I don’t care how many times you knock me down. I’m going to be your boyfriend. He waited for the punch

She kissed him

He fell down again

She starting laughing

It felt like the greatest feeling ever

They became inseparable after that

Young love had conquered

One day she told him she was going away

I’m going with you

It’s not that kind of going away

Is there another kind

It’s the dying kind of going away

Yes, but you won't die for a long time

A year the doctors said

That didn’t make sense to him

We’ll just have to make the most of it, she said

Make the most of it

The most precious year of his young life

She died the way she lived.

Demanding he did the best he could with his life

There were times when he really struggled

Times he thought of joining her

The pain in his head always changed that

Even in death, she got to him

The years passed by

He made good

She would be proud of him

The street seemed so much smaller now

The grime and the smell were still the same though

Engrained like the people who lived there

It was good to be home...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Bohack Avatar
January 15, 2025 at 3:59 PM
powerful, destructive - Amy
Reilly Avatar
October 17, 2024 at 7:37 PM
Thank you :)
Bell Avatar
October 19, 2024 at 3:43 AM
Pleasure, Daisy.
Perna Avatar
March 15, 2024 at 1:22 PM
I get your message, nicely done!
Bell Avatar
March 16, 2024 at 2:24 AM
Thanks, Diane.
De Beaulieu Avatar
February 29, 2024 at 3:00 PM
Hello Paul Bell, I enjoyed this poem. Enjoy your evening my cfriend. /Darlene/
De Beaulieu Avatar
March 1, 2024 at 9:54 AM
Hello Paul Bell, You are welcomed. Enjoy your day my friewnd. /Darlene/
Bell Avatar
March 1, 2024 at 9:30 AM
Thanks, Darlene.
Devnath  Avatar
February 29, 2024 at 7:52 AM
True love has only one meaning that is love of heart only and don't depart from loved one even after saying good bye from this earth. Beautiful poem read from you my dear friend.
Bell Avatar
February 29, 2024 at 8:38 AM
Definitely, BI, I think he kept his promise.
Gwaltney Bales Avatar
July 22, 2023 at 10:18 AM
Paul, this is fantastic! In the beginning you made me laugh but by the end I felt like weeping. It hit me the same way her "attack" hit him--like a ton of bricks! Thank you for making my day.
Bell Avatar
July 23, 2023 at 1:08 AM
Hankies on the way for you, Ellen.
Kaufman Avatar
June 15, 2023 at 1:24 PM
Is this a chapter in a book your writing? It really reads like one I especially liked the way you brought us back to that street that they grew up on. Enjoyed
Bell Avatar
July 23, 2023 at 1:04 AM
Wish I had the stamina to write a book.
Ball Avatar
June 15, 2023 at 8:30 AM
WoW Paul! What a poignant piece this is. A Beautiful but sad story. Nicely done. Bravo! God Bless, JB
Bell Avatar
June 15, 2023 at 10:36 AM
It is a bit sad.
Dietrich Avatar
June 13, 2023 at 1:04 PM
wow, this is SO bittersweet, deep and thoughtful. A fave for me.
Bell Avatar
June 14, 2023 at 5:33 AM
It is a bit.
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