A Moment In Time

Fifteen years and two days ago
She smiled at me and said: “I’m top girl”;
Thus we parted in that happy corridor:
The girl with a bright future;
The man thirty years her senior with only a past.

Now she is seven years gone,
Like that other fine one far too soon,
While I and the Evil One remain.

A moment in time was all she ever was to me,
Yet how I treasure that precious moment still.

December 16, 2013

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