To The Woman I Once Loved
i have this morning seen
this picture of a teen-age girl
in facebook,
she carries your chinese eyes
and your rosy lips
i am bothered by her nose
it is not yours as a matter of prose
her eyebrows oh i will always remember
black birds which we watched while we drank beer
when i was yet your truthful lover
when your head once rested on my shoulder
when we were seated on a bench of yore
facing a row of boats docked ashore
i am nurturing a broken heart
and so i understand how is it to be hurt
this teen-age girl who wears this sweetest smile
takes me back to you my dear -in a certain while
i smile to myself, i admit i have been so wrong
and too must i admit, i am still so strong.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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