Hello, old flame—
Is it time to relight dead embers?
And are your eyes green or blue,
Asks the one who never remembers?
And do you remember when
We sunburned on Sandbridge Beach,
Searching for a lifelong love
That was always so far out of reach?
One of us sailed away;
The other went back to school.
Luckily you had escaped
A life with this poor old fool.
And why do we always reframe
The errors of our youthful past?
Now so older and wiser,
We know nothing can so long last
As the longing for sure arms;
Or someone to chase the dark cloud.
But, it seems to be my lot
That that someone I’m not allowed.
So, I guess I have to ask:
Do you even remember my name?
Because here I come a-calling—
Hello, old flame.
Posted on October 16, 2017, in Poem and tagged aging, contentment, dating, growing old, hopeless romantic, longing, love, reframing, romantic memories, Sandbridge Beach Virginia, school, security, unrequitted love, US Navy, wisdom, youthfulness. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.