PASSING
I never knew her by nameyet her sun kissed auburn hair
I lived a lifetime with
nor did she ever
flip a glance my way
how sure I was
we once grew old together
Her piercing green eyes
like precious jewels
peering miles in front of her
toward greener pastures
to all places
angels go dream
How whimsical of me
I thought to myself
to have loved her forever
as her train rumbled pass me
in the opposite direction
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