Your Eyes Still Closed
You left me fifty years ago
but I still write to you today
Feeling those things that never age
as my thoughts have turned to gray
You walked out never looking back
and left me standing there
My heart in pieces, the future gone
with no one left to care
New days have come, old days have gone
the seasons change and weave
But in every memory I see your face
—your eyes still closed to me
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2018
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