I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .
Time passes oh, so quickly
and time leaves so many memories behind,
old tunes playing in your mind,
remembering the songs –
that together we sang.
Smiles that once delighted
and tears that made you sigh.
Time passes oh, so quickly,
but it leaves footprints behind,
embedded upon your soul,
reminding you of the way you came
and the way you’ll go back again –
leaving this world behind.
Words that always and always,
like records stuck on track –
playing through your dreams.
filling the hope chest -
held close to your heart.
and dried flowers -
from a different time.
just beyond reach,
that you know you can’t see.
Memories of a lifetime,
that stretch to eternity.
He had been her dream,
a dream of love -
that had come true.
Drifting through the days together,
moments spent in the sun -
gray days loving the sadness away.
Hand in hand,
a love so very true,
as the years drifted by,
it was always the thought,
that someday one of them would be -
Just the thought ,
that eternity didn’t separate
there was always the promise -
of together ever after.
that she’d waited for so very long,
missing the romancing,
living with him beside her,
knowing he was there night and day.
Nights spent talking to the stars above,
hearing the gently whispered words -
deep into the night.
That she longed to be there,
on the other side,
beside him for all time.
That night the stars twinkled magically,
the breezes blew
and she heard him -
singing their song to her.
It made her smile,
then the sky opened wide
and she saw him from above,
top hat and tails,
the familiar smile,
flashing blue eyes,
he came down toward her
and willingly she gave him her hand.
Together they waltzed across the skies,
fulfilling a long awaited dream,
that had finally come true -
with a simple whisper of I love you.
© 2017 Gypsy Rose Lee
Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on August 07, 2017:
Thank you FlourishAnyway yes, we never know about the future.
FlourishAnyway from USA on August 05, 2017:
Beautiful imagery. It's sad to think about the end sometimes, knowing one of you will be left alone.
Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on August 05, 2017:
Hope you're all having a sunny and wonderful weekend.
Thank you Kristen.
You welcome Chitrangada.
Thank you ThreeKeys. About romance novels I have to think because with poems it is easy but novels require so much more description and depth among other things.
So true Bill. Yes, I remember that song. BTW thank you for your suggestion on my other poem. I changed to the song you suggested.
Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on August 05, 2017:
Time passes much too quickly....truer words were never written. This reminds me of an old Dan Fogelberg song...."met my old lover in a grocery store, the snow was falling, Christmas Eve".....
threekeys on August 05, 2017:
Loved the softness Gypsy Rose. To me, you should be writing romance novels. Have you ever thought of that?:)
Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on August 04, 2017:
Beautiful and heartfelt poem! So true about love and life!
Thanks for sharing!
Kristen Howe from Northeast Ohio on August 04, 2017:
This was so beautiful and lovely, Rose. I loved the visual imagery that you described so well and how you put it together. Great photo and title too.