Thirty Years

Form: Half Measure

A foolish age, sixteen
She wanted pics of me
For her bookshelf display
All framed so she could see
Her grandchildren grown up
So you took one to send
My eyes glazed with your love
A love that soon would end
But granny so loved it
Put it in the best space
And each time I see it
My cheeks flush on my face
You and I didn’t last
Thirty years seeing it
A foolish age, sixteen
But nothing can change it
I believed in our love
That our love would be true
Thirty years seeing it
My eyes gazing at you

©JGFarmer2020

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