Imprinted in my mind of long ago
You red-faced, veins protruding,
harsh words- for what I don't know.
My heart hurt. I made you mad.
Or was it sad?
Memory moments like these
can never be reversed...you're gone.
Still, even now, if I could apologize
for the missed beats of your heart--
I'd trip over myself, running to do so.
To have my back warmly against your chest,
our fingers laced--with your arms crossed about me,
drawing me close--
as we stood on the water's edge---
Is a memory moment forever fingerprinted
in my soul....with a smile.
This time, when you yell---
I'd buffer those words with "I'm sorry."
Just to have that once ordinary, heart-melting,
feels-like-home,
Memory moment embrace.
(written in 1977)
