Thursday, March 13, 2014

the girl in the shop



The girl in the shop
Along the road to the bridge
We were friends met in pen pals column
We got it well into it

The many pages of letters
The words just flowed into the page
The days and months gone into it
One day we met on the field

The innocent years after school
The fresh faces in the growing changing world
She cycled to meet I took a bus
On a public field of trees and shades

The young minds of those years
She got her mind to richness
I was just nowhere in her mind
We broke off going our separate way

The pages of letters never came
It just cooled off in silence
The postman never rang the bell
The time of yesterday a memory stays


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