Monday, August 31, 2015

August Moon

Another summer slipped away
In a warm and windy haze.
Another summer I don't sense
Your silent, steady gaze
As I fussed about the kitchen
To pour us both a glass of wine.

Another summer fades in time,
Images lodged in the mind
That blur misty when I find
One night melts into another,
One year into another.

On a warm and balmy night
Under a waning August moon
We said we'd see each other soon.

Side by side we slowly walked,
In quiet whispers we had talked
Of all the things still left to see,
To hear, to taste,
Before time laid this world to waste.

Perhaps we knew and would not say
Our roads would lead us separate ways.
To keep your fading memory bright,
I look up at the August moon -
Like you, her smile is filled with light.