I write the elegy

For forever ago

Sepia in memory

Forgotten

that one Friday morning

the way your legs were rested

The background noises

a car outside

the draft from the open door

the brick, moved

the light through frosted windows

Arbitrary pine needles 

Arboretum 

claret 

soft English singers 

That score 

the boarding school dreams 

a few pine needles 

Caught in time

came and went too quickly

A cold morning

Forgotten

I loved you 

all the arbitrary 

all that came and went 

In each small moment 

that is forever ago