It Has Been A While Poem by James McLain

I went out today, it has been a while..the sky,
trembled me so small.
With my nephew from sands middle east.
He needed a room at the beach..cheap decent room...
He came over to make me go out..and sea..the ocean
breeze...and watch her wave goodbye..again..
She was from England, the desk woman..
She was Grass as fresh, she smiled at us...
I ask her where she hid her poetry..she is pretty.
She looked into my eyes..she hid her blush, her rush.
Said she i made her blush..humbled i said i how?
I asked about her...Cello, she had put down..why..
I still have the gift of course is it's curse of knowing...
Though i could not know why.Many were her reasons,
many were her seasons, i felt and did so respect.
She came to life, i smiled inside her, she did feel it,
Alive, inside her..as i left me the i and went into her, i
saw me standing there.....She blushed again..
She deducted two hundred dollars from his bill.
He bought me a long island ice tea..watered down of course..
She whom handed the drink to me, she blushed as well..