romance of time

Sitting out on the front porch
heard a sound so familiar to me
She sang out loud so I could hear her
coming my way, skipping and singing a tune
every morning she would stop and stare
squeezing the dirt between her bare toes
heard a giggle coming out
she turned away from me
stopping long enough to blow me a kiss
she was a child of seventeen
I was a man of thirty.
One day she stopped by to tell me
something she wanted to share
bending picking up a hand full of dirt
these are my ashes and yours too
Tomorrow I am eighteen
my papa cant stop from marrying
the man I love, do you understand me
I sat in amazement as she
tip toed up the wood steps
bending over to kiss my lips
she ran away from me
came back in a cotton flowered dress
holding a bouquet of daises
I told my papa
I was running away to the man
I loved, he said do not come back
I married that girl and never looked back
yelp our ashes will be together one day