only a fresh faced boy
home from the seas
places I could not tell them
they would not believe
& her eyes upon me
kissing that unshaving cheek
looking in & through
like I knew
she knew too
the next time I had leave
she would not be here
& nobody ever
wants to talk of dying
that end that comes
to us all
so I only had me for grieving
no one close to talk
of her passing
& when
I passed that way again
she was long gone
ends had been tidied
there was no space
to talk of her again
neilbenbow 