Sometimes it feels
Like yesterday
Has grasped my thought
Upon today
Once that feeling
Again to rise
Free of tears
So often cried.
Once when years
Were young
A sweetened Summer
A blazing sun
Dry grass pressed
Where we laid
Love was made
In teenage ways.
Once with tears
A broken heart
Loves first wound
You did depart
Yet still
To sometimes
Think of you
Do you think too ?