how do i tell you
about the ducks by the pond that
we strolled on during evening’s prayer
with a promise of next time meeting
and mortifying stories as of late
and how do i tell you
that harsh as it may seem
the grass had turned pale green
and blossoms sprout into the ground
that none of this compares to you
and how should i tell you again
when i have to pack my bags and
send my daughter to college,
you were the one thing i have by me
and i slept onto your shoulder
weeping, but not in grief
but i will soon be
so how should i tell you
that i cherish the definite moments we share
and it seems naught to live
with the infinity in my back
haunting
restlessly
and maybe you should tell me,
with a wave or a smile,
that you feel the same way
Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 1:26 PM UTC
how do i tell you
about the ducks by the pond that
we strolled on during evening’s prayer
with a promise of next time meeting
and mortifying stories as of late
and how do i tell you
that harsh as it may seem
the grass had turned pale green
and blossoms sprout into the ground
that none of this compares to you
and how should i tell you again
when i have to pack my bags and
send my daughter to college,
you were the one thing i have by me
and i slept onto your shoulder
weeping, but not in grief
but i will soon be
so how should i tell you
that i cherish the definite moments we share
and it seems naught to live
with the infinity in my back
haunting
restlessly
and maybe you should tell me,
with a wave or a smile,
that you feel the same way
