frozen..a love long cold..
Memories of country roads
Rain storms and laughs
Under a small umbrella

Thunder and touch..
Youth lost in the shadows
of age..
Funny how free it all seemed

No pain..no loss..just joy and
A love the might have been..
Shatter glass on the ground
Spilled words, representing..

Moments..pearls as they dropped
One by one..then they separated
Until they were..gone
Somethings..just aren’t meant to
be..

You are left..with faded memories..
Like pictures..scattered on the floor
Sometimes..you see them there..
And..you let the wind of time blow them
Away..
One picture..
At…A..
Time..

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe