A Poem

Reflections

I look at life

through different eyes

not like I did before.

I see the good

that I have done

the lives

that I have touched.

Life has no meaning

without your smile,

your kind words

and your sweet praise.

I feel the love,

the trust, the bond

that no other can replace

or ever take away.

It never hurts

to dream a little

and imagine

what might have been.

It was there

for all to see,

but they never saw it

for all the trees.

The time to dream

is nearing its end.

The time to reflect

is at hand.

We loved, We lost

but who's to say

that things

might have turned out

any other way.

By

M.S. Wallace