A SCHOOL PHOTOGRAPH OF AN OLD GIRLFRIEND WHO HAS JUST DIED
by Anton Wills-Eve
a photo of an old girlfriend who I have just heard has died
ON A SCHOOL PHOTOGRAPH OF AN OLD GIRLFRIEND WHO HAS JUST DIED
Oh my Glen. I miss you so.
Why oh why did you have to go?
In your photo, so shy and pretty
You fill me still with love and pity.
As I recall each innocent kiss.
Was I always the one you missed?
Empty hearted I still ache for you.
Look! You’re smiling at me, too.
With your brown check school dress
And those fair hands, whose soft caress,
Always left me lonely and broken hearted,
Your hair on my cheek, each time we parted.
Then that April night, under our twilight tree,
What happened to make you stop kissing me?
Did you keep my love with you as you went,
Leaving all the coin of our realm unspent?
So very young.
So smiling bright.
My sun by day.
My moon by night.
My singing wren.
My snow white dove.
My own sweet Glen.
My one and only love!