Wanted to Say Something
Wanted to Say Something so significant
That would be remembered
Repeated
Remembered repeated.
The way she smiled When I walked out the door...
Why would she be that way?
Sometimes
Just as the sun finally sets
I see her smile Merge
into a fading horizon.
The leaves fell from the trees Early this fall.
All the signs were there
The early harvest
The colder nights
The memories...
The sill closed door
Sur moi
All these decades later
So take my advice
If she smiles for you Like fading day
Say something significant That will be remembered
And repeated
Because no one else will.