Who Was It Poem by Barry Middleton

Who was it that passed me on the street today?
I was preoccupied and did not notice.
They were a blur and a shadow disappearing.
I turned but could not recognize a familiar walk.
And yesterday I heard a song I had forgotten.
It drifted like a leaf on the winds of time.
For just a moment I was young again, and you.
It seemed like spring as we walked hand in hand.
I see the distant steeple of a country church.
I think I know that place but can't be sure.
My eyes are dim, my hearing too has failed.
Who was it that passed me on the street today?