Sunday, July 7, 2013

Steps and Fireflies

The steps weren’t cracked so badly then,
the summer when we met.
I never did say what I wanted, since I thought it would all work out.

What was said there on the broken steps
with the fireflies and the early dusk?
It was so difficult to listen!

My mind turned away I guess.
I wonder, though. if it could have changed the situation.
I mean if I had spoken up.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

sliding doors. in God's will either way.