time(lifes reflection at missed opportunities)  

chopperguy1972 45M
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2/22/2006 9:06 pm

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time(lifes reflection at missed opportunities)


hearing the bell ring we start our every weekday voyage to the park. the childerens laughter as it drizzles on a warm spring day fills the air. soft gentle breeze making the mist dance through the airyour hair slightly being blown back as a glimps of sun reflects on your face. as i started the other kids teased me of being in love , and the familure two little love birds number.never thought it was love , nor thought much about it, just admired what i was seeing. days into years, years to decades. the sun is almost peeking out as a summer rain hits. hearing the distant bell, i start walking to the park to enjoy the sight of youth , care free and joyfull.
across the park i see a womans figure, i stammered my thoughts of insanity, and mearly ignored what was clearly my imagination.
days passed and still there she was every day.now thinking its probably just a parent watching closely to the old man who goes to the park everyday as the childeren arrive.
thinking this is my holding point for my best memories, i'd better go introduce myself and ease her conscious. sighs , mabey tomorrow. tomorrow arrives and theres a a twitch in my sides, almost anciness about me, giggling for a sec, i laugh real hard for a moment at my enthusiam, to get the silliness out.
waiting and waiting where she normally stood, i hung my head down thinking i waited to long. turning about to start my journey home, a mist from the clouds, a sudden gust of wind. covering my face i continue my turn only to find her standing right there behind me.
GASPING for air , as i clinch my old tired chest. the sun hit her face and i returned to my 12 year old past. it was you this whole time, as i wiped a tear from my face. a soft warm smile replys yeah its me. now realizing how long she stood here and watched me without speaking to me , or some kind of acknowledgment. my tears fill my eyes as i ask why didnt you sit over there with me? why didnt you let me know you were back? i clammer a few more childish phrases out of my mouth , as you simply say why didnt you come to me?
i abruptly stood up and quickly blurt out, ive been coming to the very spot i first saw what beauty was for 40 yrs now! a giggle as you blush slightly. my eye brow raises as i think of how much i just blurted out. softly , laughing a little you say , ohh those mean cruel kids that teassed you were right, you were in love. i stand there dumb founded, with a look of whats going on. blurting out louder what do you mean.we stood right over there, where the wind gently blew your hair, as the sun softly kissed your face.
funny you reply, everything about that was true, except you were so much into me that you did not and still dont remember that the benches youve been sitting on over there, werent even in on or part of the park yet. as my face turns red, a sweat on my brow. i was so lost in your beauty i never looked away at where we were.
days into weeks, weeks into years. we still meet for the afternoon bell and lay back in the summer rain to watch the clouds. looking over at you i say very soft yet firmly, theres no beter friend to grow old with then you. as i feel ur lips touch mine for the first time ever . now the lid to the casket closes as im lowered under our spot in the park.

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