Doug Baldauf #4, Musings
Remember the girl of sixteen
who smiled at you because she liked you
and you smiled back?
You were handsome and tan and twenty-one
with amber eyes
and a Mercury convertible
And someone said you beat everyone at tennis.
I worshiped the ground where you had stood,
as only a girl of sixteen could,
and called it love.
As many summers have come and gone since then
as I had lived
and the girl got left behind somewhere
in a memory book of you and other heroes
with forgotten names.
And in that time I’ve been with you
and come to know you well
I’ve seen behind the amber eyes
and found a gentle man
who beats almost everyone at tennis.
The Mercury convertible
brought three babies home from the hospital
before it fell asleep one day for good.
Your once dark hair is streaked with gray
I’m sure I caused
and still I smile at you
and you smile back
and know I love you.
TEA FOR TWENTY, RAINY DAY
Painter of pictures
Dreamer of dreams
Writer down of soft words
Cheerer up of sad friends
Funky junk collector person
Smiler into camera person
Comer into living rooms
I’ll never ever see
Tennis playing cookie baker
Life of the party
Feeder of birds
Complex and uncomplicated,
Stable and insane,
Through the window rain watcher
Wonderer who I am.