Sorry for shutting the gate
to stop the traffic between us
the paved driveway was smooth
couldn’t fault it in any way
wouldn’t want to see it deteriorate
pity as it always does
The happy hours we shared
were perfectly frozen in time
you could recall them with a smile
there were no harsh words exchanged
nor any specific question asked
nothing really had begun
Do not care for taking stock
not even considering options
solitude encouraging inner strength
no need to watch degeneration
enthusiasm long gone with youth
why ignite without a cause
Every now and then I would open the gate
changing scenery is good for the soul
not to reach for any promise
which is impossible for the giver to keep
could we pick up where we had left
if you are still available