It’s the tide that slips onto the shore,
Leaving dreams washed up on the beach.
There are daisies on my mind, a wrinkled blanket
Left in a field under the midday sun.
I went away so I could come back.
Didn’t want to, but it was important that I did.
Held the hand of a little girl, snapshot
In my mind
Her strawberry blonde hair shining, tiny face
Smiling up at me as ice cream melts.
I wake up crying, arms reaching out …
She was never mine and I don’t want her,
But my mind is trying to convince me I do.
Wandered the aisles of Hannaford, looking
For shampoo and conditioner.
It made me smile because
It made me think of you
And that poem I wrote so many memories ago,
And now my mind is stuck on you.
We’ve come so far together, 13 months,
Been through so much, with you next to me,
The hours we’ve spent together, your arms around me,