The Passing

I saw you this day-

as I walked away.

It reminded me of the games you play'ed,

and the words you didn't say.



A moment, than it was through.

Your eyes - they turned blue!

I turned around...was it you?

The lies...were they true?



In a sigh it was gone,

and I moved right along.

Just to dance the old song,

back to where I rightfully belong.

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Dedicated to Neal Hardy October 2009

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