Juan Olivarez

Silver Star - 3,667 Points (september 12 / nyssa oregon)

Memories Of Long Ago - Poem by Juan Olivarez

That night, we drove to the University.
We took my 1967 mustang,
The maroon one with white racing stripes.
No it wasn't purple it was maroon.
We drove up highway 107, straight to,
The University Of Texas Pan-American,
Which at that time was just,
Pan-American University.
We laughed and we talked,
I held your hand at times,
And at other times, I had my arm around you.
We were so happy as we walked up to,
The fine arts building.
I had bought tickets for the Jose Feliciano concert.
We sat in the audience and talked,
Until someone escorted Jose out,
And the concert began.
Were we really that happy?
Or is it an illusion of time?
Did that really happen,
Or is that just a figment of my imagination?
I doubt that my mind could create,
Such beautiful lasting memories,
On it's own.
I miss you, sometimes I miss you so much,
That I cannot bear it.
All thats left is to remember things,
The way they were.
And to write down about our love,
In a poem or two.
Sometimes life can be cruel,
Sometimes heartache comes from,
unforseen circumstances.
But most of the time it comes,
From our own actions.
Which was the case for me.
I feel like Robert Frost must have,
When he wrote,
The Road Not Taken.
And yes that made all the difference.

12/7/11 Alton Texas

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 7, 2011

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