Terminal Poem by Cheryl Aldea

Side by side sat
on a bench of terminal
Talking and laughing at
The things we have shared together.
Day after day,
Time has passed by
Our little conversations are
turning into little sweet sensation
A way that makes me to smile,
I wish that time
would stand still, and the day
will never end
with you are all that I need.

So I come back at the terminal.
To see you once again
to see those big brown eyes
That I thought
it was belonged to me.
To see those smile.
That fills the magic in the air.

Standing here at the terminal
waiting to see you once again
hoping that you will be coming back.
But the days move into years.
The leaves start to fall
and turns into yellow.
Until the flower’s bloom in spring.
I’m still here waiting
at the terminal
for one last time, one more moment
let us bring back at the past.

Our friendly get together
are my hopes that we are meant to be?
You have touched me with
the love you’re bringing
you gave me reason to smile,
you have taught me to feel
the magic of sunrise.
You are the wind that embraces me.
So, standing here at the terminal,
hoping and praying that you are by my side.