Aye, it was a day of all days <br />I sit here wondering about all nay’s and says <br />Sipping on strong coffee splashed with Irish cream <br />Wondering if tonight you will walk amongst my midnight dream <br />Feeling a chill course through me soul <br />Wondering if your spirit is out for and October stroll <br /> <br /> <br />Sometime I wonder <br />Then ponder… <br />Could we have been together another time another place <br />Have I kissed those petal soft lips on that handsome face? <br />Have we danced to the sound of a harp in days of old? <br />Could I have spoken to you words untold? <br />Perhaps in a royal court, you my king and I your queen. <br />Could we have made love long ago while the fairies watched in the forest green? <br /> <br />Aye, perhaps but who would now but the Lady of Love <br />At times I look at the stars above <br />Close my eyes and whisper low, could this have truly been <br />Or just part of some lover’s scene?<br /><br />Patricia Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-closing-of-the-day/
