Promises Made

Late in the summer

When the cottonwood dies

The fields are on fire

With green bottleflies

And I'm still seeing reflections

Of me in your eyes

And why did you leave

Last summer

Now the seasons are changing

From summer to fall

And I've still got that picture

Hung on my wall

And there's so much forgotten

And too much recalled

And why did you leave

At all

Standing beside you

Mid-winter day

Hearts beating close

Together

Wishing that we'd found

Someway to make

That moment last

Forever

Standing silent--laughing--

Breathing steam

Gazing down into a freezing

Stream

I saw the face of a child

I saw the face of a child