Poetry

While walking down the road today
Wishing I didn’t have to walk alone
I thought of times when you and I
Walked together, walked along

Of times when we would talk of things
Each wanting the other to know
Not realizing then, a smile it brings
As I think of the time, wanting more

We watched the tall, slim, pretty trees
Swaying about with the breeze
The twigs that carpeted the road
We walked together over rustling leaves

And oft we watched the sun set
Watching the yellow turn red
Too often as we would hold hands
Listen to things, heard best when left unsaid

Now walking alone down the road
The sun wont set, the trees wont sway
And the unsaid now i speak to you
Without you, dear, nothing is the same.