THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STREET
(for my dear friend Lyn Clements)
Was that you I saw last night
on the other side of the street,
wearing a far away smile
and light on your feet?
Was that you I saw last night,
untouched by Autumn cold?
untouched by Autumn cold?
All heartbreak in the past
Now the story's been told
Was that you shining back at me
between the street lights and the cars,
suddenly so young again,
as untroubled as the stars?
I wrote this before I heard of the death of my
beautiful and gracious friend, Lyn Clements.
I hope she doesn't mind my presumption
in dedicating this to her.
I wrote this before I heard of the death of my
beautiful and gracious friend, Lyn Clements.
I hope she doesn't mind my presumption
in dedicating this to her.
John R. Nicoll
My comic novel, The Balloon Man in Edinburgh, is available
on Amazon. To rerad the reviews etc. please click on link below
I really like the last four lines
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