M's Poetry
This Ticket
I kept it all these years
found it the other day when I went into my safe
I instantly smiled as the conversation replayed
so vivid in my mind of those wonderful times
when it was just you and me
or so it seemed....
time went by slower then
or maybe that was all in my mind
all I knew was very simple
I loved you, completely without surrender
you told me one day you would come back
but in case you didn't to use this ticket
to get out of town, start fresh and anew
you didn't want me to feel trapped
and you my dear knew me so well and how I loved to travel
I guess it was your way of saying goodbye
without ever really saying it....
I remember clutching it and thinking I would never use it
that you would be back after the war
I would leap into your arms like it was just yesterday
and we would embrace as if we were the only ones around
well it's been years and still no sign
of that beautiful handsome face I left
I guess you will be forever an MIA
they have been may times I have thought of you
even occasionally wept....
but today as I step up to the counter
I still hold the ticket right here in all my treasures
I purchase a new ticket, one soley just for me
to ride the winds, tickle my adventurous side
be whisked away in many ways like I was with you
today I used the ticket I never used back then
I have traveled the lonely road without ever really moving
maybe this ticket will finally change that....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
found it the other day when I went into my safe
I instantly smiled as the conversation replayed
so vivid in my mind of those wonderful times
when it was just you and me
or so it seemed....
time went by slower then
or maybe that was all in my mind
all I knew was very simple
I loved you, completely without surrender
you told me one day you would come back
but in case you didn't to use this ticket
to get out of town, start fresh and anew
you didn't want me to feel trapped
and you my dear knew me so well and how I loved to travel
I guess it was your way of saying goodbye
without ever really saying it....
I remember clutching it and thinking I would never use it
that you would be back after the war
I would leap into your arms like it was just yesterday
and we would embrace as if we were the only ones around
well it's been years and still no sign
of that beautiful handsome face I left
I guess you will be forever an MIA
they have been may times I have thought of you
even occasionally wept....
but today as I step up to the counter
I still hold the ticket right here in all my treasures
I purchase a new ticket, one soley just for me
to ride the winds, tickle my adventurous side
be whisked away in many ways like I was with you
today I used the ticket I never used back then
I have traveled the lonely road without ever really moving
maybe this ticket will finally change that....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
