April 4, 2011

Memory to treasure

That day, while sunshine was breathing upon your face
my eyes turned for a glimpse and felt an unfelt grace.
You stood by your bicycle so bumpy and old
puffing a cigarette, between your fingers you hold.
For a moment while your eyes scanned the nearby shop
my face caught by them, right away, followed by a hope.
May be for a whilst to me you would appear
and offer me your company but sigh you disappeared.
I stood for a moment with a feeling of displeasure
but stored that moment tiny forever to treasure.

4 comments:

Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall said...

uplifting sentiments.
Thanks for sharing.

A++

Anonymous said...

life is all about the small things, the lil moments, nice ones that capture our hearts forever.
nice thoughts expressed here...
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