Wednesday, April 09, 2014

The Spring of Autumn

They were young
in love
it was spring
the park bench was warm
as they sat together
in silence
because words were just enough
to bring the moment
to an end
but the moment did end
as they sat together
on the same bench
on another spring day
this day
far beyond the days imagined
so long ago
yet silence was no more
as both listened
to the birds
as they fluttered about
constructing nests
in preparation for another day
when spring
would be
no more.