Honey
where are you my honey
i’m growing tired waiting
on the bench
sitting it out yet AGAIN
looking for that train
i thought i knew
i’m wondering if i missed it all together
my hope is thinning as my teeth shift
my lids are drooping and i feel the creases in
your face are as deep as you are
i can’t tell you how much i missed our
slow dance and i thought we might play
those paul simon records until our fingers tingled
until i pushed you out into the snow knowing that
you wouldn’t mind
you never did mind
where are you now my honey
my face is falling and i feel as if i
might change beyond recognition
i tried to grasp your hand and heart but
never could get that right
maybe you are riding that train
somewhere, someplace
maybe far away missing
the twinkle in my eye
maybe i gambled you away with that dream we had
remember our love was a classic
i miss you and wonder how i let the years pass by
without a moments notice
i’m sick about it now but i can’t sit on this bench another moment
with all my love
yours truly
- beth sebring
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