Friday, August 1, 2014

A Meeting, 1973

Today we had fun,
We talked over old times,
But we passed them by.


Today we met,
Like times before,
But this time was different.


Today we touched
The deepness of our hearts,
But just touched.


Today she left
And went her way,
But there remained the memories.


Tomorrow is coming,
We can't stop that,
But where do I come in?


A meeting of minds,
Of hearts, of love,
Is more important than life.


Whatever happened to yesterday?

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