Saturday, March 03, 2007

. lilac .



on a rain swept morning
down past the old bridge
i walked to the water
where my memories lived
they sang the old songs
that my younger days knew
and i saw old reflections
of summer trees and you

bicycle rides
laughter and chess
silly secrets
and backyard picnics
we created new worlds out of
clouds dressed as clowns
as we made our way round
the town we were bound

and i think of the choice
that we had to make
and how the pain hurt so long
how i thought i would break
and you said that you thought
that you'd hold me back
when forward with you
was like rain on lilacs

i haven't been back
to the town where we met
the thought crossed my mind
though i feared the regret
to hear echos of laughter
that rolled through those streets
where we spent summer months
kissing soft with bare feet

do you think of the what ifs
if i'd only stayed
would we be happy and married
or tired and frayed
would i still be that beauty
that you'd use to see
when our days were so simple
with soft grass and tall trees

and i think of the choice
that we had to make
and how the pain hurt so long
how i thought i would break
and you said that you thought
that you'd hold me back
when forward with you
was like rain on lilacs

so many years gone
i'm happy and wed
at times the thoughts of you
are hard to hold forget
i wonder if you are
sailing the sky
like the bird that you were
uncaged and free fly

at daybreak, it's true
the time that i'd say
when the lilacs are sweet
from the dew of the day
that i swear that i catch
the scent of your skin
when the summer was lush
and we walked hand in hand

and i think of the choice
that we had to make
and how the pain hurt so long
how i thought i would break
and you said that you thought
that you'd hold me back
when forward with you
was like rain on lilacs

when forward with you
was like rain on lilacs