I wish I could
Go back in time
To when it was sweet, sunshiny spring.
Butterflies colored our days
And fireflies lit up our nights
What then is this wintry wind?
This fog so thick I can’t see a thing
Slipping, falling, I reach out calling
But, you’re not there
Despairing, I fall,
As I lay there I recall
Your words when you said
“I’m for a season in time, you will leave or maybe I.”
Realisation clears the fog
I must put shoulder to the wheel
Round the bend and a little uphill
I see you there, heart racing I run
Because you’re looking at me
Drawing close, my steps fail
You look, but see right through me
My heaving breast breaks the lone tear’s fall
You turn away, to where your new love calls.