How was it
I forgot your birthday
No card sent
no message left long
No words stitched together
In verse poem or song
Years of waking that day
Waiting to put you
High, on display
Shower you in pleasantries
Riding in the celebratory breeze
Oh so glad that time
Was taking us down the line
Together
How was it
I let you slip by
Into a new year
Where I undoubtedly no longer fit
Or so I am told
By my own quick wit
Too late in the week now
To reach back somehow
Dance in the dripping yellow sun
Of our connected heart
Now melting from the heat
That, then, consumed us
How was it
I didn't give into that urgency
The magnetic pull that kept us close
Even when miles ripped us apart
I wonder if you waited
For my call, my card, my smile
Or has your new love
Filled up the spaces
Once occupied by me
Hello poet friend Susan, another great poem and I love the title, interesting use. Have a great weekend, Loyd
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are such creatures of emotion.. So I, too, wonder if she noticed? I now forget many more than I remember.