HERE I AM AGAIN

 Can’t get rid of me
 I keep showing up
 chasing after dreams
 filling my cup

 Some may say that
 I concentrate on you
 If they were me
 they would, too
 I think about
 The things we did
 the last summer

 Rides we took
 Joys we felt
 Before the injury
 Which was a bummer
 You were the girl
 with the laughing face

 Said I belonged on the stage
 Funny in any case
 I have heard talk of
 Green Dolphin Street
 How it is a groove 

 Now I’m alone on my street
 feeling more than blue
 I know your chatter
 feel your presence
 as though you occupy
 my vicinity

 Too good to be true
 My total insanity
 You were little girl blue
 When I first met you
 you spoke up
 claimed your place
 wanted my space
 I gave it to you

 Now just silence
 as in the final rest
 What, I wonder,
 was this thing called love?

 The pledges we made
 You called them vows
 to the One above 
 and to each other
  
 Then what happened
 A change in the weather
 I guess it wasn’t 
 necessarily so, but
 it was your song and
 you made it mine

 We sailed the moon river
 when everything was fine
 Then we must have forgot
 to tune in and listen 
 wasting so it seems
 precious hours and minutes

 Some would think I’m crazy
 if I claimed that you are
 one of my favorite beings

 Your outrage, like
 when you threw out 
 the sunglasses on the
 Chicago expressway and
 lifting your cane at a truck
 still half a block away

 Hip, funky and hilarious

 I look at my dried rose
 Nature’s lovely art
 then think of you and
 us a big bridge apart

 I harbor my hope
 pray to the One above
 that His will be done
 while I patiently wait
  
 Stanislaus Kuperski
 January 15, 2018 ^