AFTERNOON WALK… a poem

Man, Bridge, Lonely, Walk, Wintry

It’s not the same anymore

Yes, the dry, Autumn leaves still crackle underfoot

And Mother Nature plays her lullaby to her children

But I have eyes with a different view these days

Lost are these walks, hand in hand with the one I love

Gone are the days of deep conversation

And sitting upon the sun-soaked boulder

The twilight years are truly upon me

And, I miss you more than ever

This used to be our afternoon walk

Yet, the light of your eyes once full of life see no more

And I am here to make my way – alone

You are always and forever in my heart

But, a heart that is heavy and broken

Until I see you again, my love, I will miss you

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Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer;

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