Sunday, February 21, 2016
Monday, February 1, 2016
I am sitting in a cold and windy day
Looking at the bare and forlorn trees.
And the brittle grass, all grey and dead
Stiffly shivering against the winter breeze.
I think of you and then I feel a smile
Appear across my weathered face
Your memory takes me far away
To warmer days and to a different place
It seemed back then all the days were warm
And life was open, an endless road ahead
But time and circumstances led us apart
And one by one the roads were closed instead
Now you’re but a memory that brings
A smile to my face and warms my soul
Someone I once knew and remember still
A memory to cherish as I grow old.
James L. Frady © January 31, 2016