Looking Poem by Norman E Dale

When the evening comes and the sun has lost it's power,
When old men sit, to while away the hour.
When darkness creeps across a cloudless sky,
I see you once again, in my mind's eye.

I see you as I saw you once before,
as I danced with you across a crowded floor.
I was so proud, that all around could see,
how I looked at you and you looked back at me.

We shared a love of life and lived it well,
and heeded not, the endless tolling bell.
We wanted all the world to know, and see,
my eyes were all for you and yours for me.

Then death came calling round about the hour,
when sun and old men lose last vestiges of power.
T'was time for you to go, as go you must,
and when all but memories of you, turn to dust.

Now the evening's gone and stars frequent the sky,
and our time together simply has passed by,
But I hope one day, sometime, somewhere maybe,
I'll look for you and you'll look back at me.