To The Woman I Once Loved Poem by RIC BASTASA

i have this morning seen
this picture of a teen-age girl
in facebook,

she carries your chinese eyes
and your rosy lips

i am bothered by her nose
it is not yours as a matter of prose

her eyebrows oh i will always remember
black birds which we watched while we drank beer

when i was yet your truthful lover
when your head once rested on my shoulder

when we were seated on a bench of yore
facing a row of boats docked ashore

i am nurturing a broken heart
and so i understand how is it to be hurt

this teen-age girl who wears this sweetest smile
takes me back to you my dear -in a certain while

i smile to myself, i admit i have been so wrong
and too must i admit, i am still so strong.