I saw a young woman tonight.
She reminded me of you:
when we were younger;
when we first met; and
when last I held you close.
Her hair like a halo,
her smile full of life,
she was clearly happy to be
in the here & now.
A voice like a meadowlark,
eyes sparkling in night,
she was a lone gem
in a car of unknowing boys.
I shouldn't regret
the paths of our lives.
It is part of who we are
and some good in it, too.
But I can't help but wonder
what it would be like now
to have music, and children
and you.
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