Quantareau
11-25-2013, 04:32 PM
An old man stood there staring at
the picture on the wall.
He felt he’d seen her face before
but where he can’t recall.
It must have been so long ago
or maybe yesterday.
He knew he recognized her eyes
But why he couldn’t say.
Sad eyes that seemed to speak to him.
He answered in his heart.
I’d come and find you if I knew,
The place where I should start.
The woman lay there all alone
and stared out into space.
A memory drifted in and out
of such a better place.
She wasn’t sure exactly where
to find that place again.
But she remembered someone there,
someone from “way back when”.
Someone who always held her close
when life turned cold and gray,
who gently took her trembling hand
And helped her face the day.
Through tear filled eyes, now dim with life,
She saw him standing there.
He held her hand and kissed her face.
“Someone” had come to care.
He took her hand and gently helped
Her stand down on the floor
Then held her hand as they walked through
And closed, the final door.
the picture on the wall.
He felt he’d seen her face before
but where he can’t recall.
It must have been so long ago
or maybe yesterday.
He knew he recognized her eyes
But why he couldn’t say.
Sad eyes that seemed to speak to him.
He answered in his heart.
I’d come and find you if I knew,
The place where I should start.
The woman lay there all alone
and stared out into space.
A memory drifted in and out
of such a better place.
She wasn’t sure exactly where
to find that place again.
But she remembered someone there,
someone from “way back when”.
Someone who always held her close
when life turned cold and gray,
who gently took her trembling hand
And helped her face the day.
Through tear filled eyes, now dim with life,
She saw him standing there.
He held her hand and kissed her face.
“Someone” had come to care.
He took her hand and gently helped
Her stand down on the floor
Then held her hand as they walked through
And closed, the final door.