A Glimpse
Guarded, as always, I scanned my surroundings.
A young couple came into view at a table across the foyer.
I was totally unaware of the impending ambush.
As she flicked her long hair back with her hand, it happened.
A vivid flashback to my younger days.
Ravaged by war, my life had taken an unwanted direction.
Her action caused me to return ever so briefly.
It was not of my own volition.
The years of my innocence flooded my soul.
Emotions escalated to center stage.
Tears filled my eyes as I imagined what could have been.
The episode was short lived, but profound.
A transit through time to sip of my youth once again.
The moment was bittersweet.
Had anyone seen my tears?
Michael A. Harris
3/29/01
