I Can't Love You
I can't love you the
way I once did- on
Lazy Summer afternoons,
with little green apple hopes-
We both know, today;
we were just kids
But wasn't it good,
It felt great to be carefree and young,
It didn't seem to matter, that
the sun was hot; the ground was dry-
As long as CCR played;
and The Eagles made us cry
You carved our initials on our
favorite shade tree,
The plus sign and heart, made it
all complete-
You'd smile, then hug me oh so tight-
Kiss me gently, til my heart
skipped beats
Black top country roads; Sunset walks;
Holding hands and kickin' cans-
Skipping stones on the neighbors's pond-
Waiting for life to unfold; Our lives;
...and so it did...
Now all we have left, are the memories,
in .45's and unplayable eight tracks-
Plastic bottles; Freeway traffic;
No trespassing; and the tree is gone
I can't love you the way I
once did-
Our lives unfolded; The creases
faded with time-
All that remains are the memories;
Memories of when we were
just kids
© Lisa Hilbers
6/8/05
Photo: © Lisa Hilbers
once did - Our lives unfolded; The creases faded with time - All that remains are the memories." Sums up perfectly! You have taken me to memory lane.
God bless, Lisa.
Sandie.
Take care,
Sherry
remembering the joy
loved this!!!
I adore that line.
This was a treat to read, Lisa...
Ron
Reindeer
o, this one made me cry...and long for yesterday, when all was right with the world.
Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
I enjoyed this a lot, and it reminded me of another time. It is a shame that the fresh love of our youth is not always sustainable.
Good Job.
Frank
Beautifully done. Good to see you;-)!
Love,
Eileen
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in burleson, karen lynn. :D
"If I have to be tis girl in me, Then I may as well be."
Felix
I fell right into this poem it was like reliving those times
where there was still a sort of innocense as compared to today
I mean what youth of today would be skipping stones or just walking together.
I really enjoyed this it was like a gentle feather tickling distant memories
and let us not forget CCR Yes! not to mention Led Z
Should I even mention barry white?
Memories that we all have tucked away and expressed so magically here. Absolutely beautiful poetry and awesome photo to compliment the poem. Take care. Blessings to you. Thanks for sharing.
Cynthia