28 days….The Corner Of Lost Hope & Memory Lane

The stillness is luke warm; the night long and cold.

Tears like Raindrops fall filling the emptiness of my soul.

They say that time heals; they say that each day one gets stronger.

Yet unto me absence seems to cause my heart to grow fonder.

Yesterday was our towns fall festival; two maybe three thousand strong.

I went like WE do every year just to see how I would get along.

Kids rode rides; music men played their favorite and mellow tunes.

I watched from beneath a small tree to escape the suns heat at noon.

Couples held hands and laughed; I clasped mine to my heart and cried.

So much joy abounded, but in me it was if as my spirit had died.

I keep challenging the darkness; I make myself go to where Leah and I once did roam.

Yet each trip brings me to the corner of lost hope and memory lane alone.

Its seems like a lifetime since I heard the simple little word…I Love You.

It feels like forever since we held hands and walked beneath God’s moon.

It has become an eternity in my mind since my lips touched her lips so kind.

I do believe that it is true …time does heal, but only, oh only superficial wounds.

J. Allen Wilson © 10/5/08

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