Memories of you, <br />always so close to the surface, <br />well up within me, <br />in the spring and summer. <br />The smell of newly grown flowers, <br />butterflies in the fields, <br />the sun reflected on a glassy ocean, <br />a seagull flying the crest of a wave, <br />clear blue skies <br />and a late setting sun- <br />all signs of our beginning. <br /> <br />As I gaze on that glassy ocean, <br />I reflect on what we were <br />and what we would have become. <br />Sharing a life full of love, <br />where laughter abounds <br />and desire is expressed by merely a touch. <br />The flowing of tears, bound by hugs, <br />all feelings expressed with you, <br />in us. <br /> <br />I could have had all that, <br />but I flunked the test, <br />given by the power's that be <br />and everyday, I feel the regret.<br /><br />Barbara Haskell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-of-you-15/
