I walked alone
In Ann Arbor last night,
But you were
With me again on South Main
Among the college kids,
The restaurants and book stores,
Everyone moving around,
The folk music
Coming from the Ark;
Sweet Lady, you’ve won my heart,
Even though we continue to linger
So painfully apart.
this is such a lovely piece, filled with ache and nostalgic...excellent writing my friend.
Well done, Uriah. Do you by any chance know a little place called Mesick (N of Ann Arbour) ? Best H
Great little poem of love Uriah. You are never alone when they are in your heart. Lucky girl, springs to mind. 10 from a lucky lady Tai
And did you hang out at the Pretzel Bell? And yell 'GO BLUE! ' Lovely college town, Ann Arbor. Spent much of my life there - wonderful sentimental trip down memory lane. Thanks, Uriah! Linda
The solid image of a specific place is a foundation for a universal experience. The language is also elegant, I add. I liked the twinge when the reader realizes what 'you were with me' really means.
This is like looking through glass and seeing so much of the past.Lovely write.Love Duncan
A lovely poem about love, Uriah. Sometimes a certain heartache becomes even more prevalant when we visit all those favorite hotspots without that special someone. Well done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great mood of longing and surrender at the same time. I like this.