As if it occurred
Yesterday, and not long ago
It’s evening time, and
She is smiling and waving
With her familiar gestures -
Gorgeous and captivating
Adding curiosity and confusion
To already perplexed mind
Of the teenager friend.
And by the time
The realization came
She had vanished
And gone far away
Never to return again…
This is what life is
One waits for the time
More conducive and opportune
But time waits for none…
For time is like a storm
In which every soul is lost.
