A Thought

By Bruce Clifford

I had a thought again.
I caught that now and then.
I see it and I can’t pretend.
I had a thought again.

I found my way to our place.
I found a painting of planets and space.
I had that thought again.
I had a memory of the time we would spend.

You don’t know what this means to me.
We will never know what could have been.

I gave away our only page.
I once read it to you on a sunny day.
I had a thought again.
I gather it up every now and then.

I found my thoughts in our distant place.
Paintings of horses and the planets in space.
I had that thought again.
I have these memories I will always defend.

You don’t know what this means to me.
We will never know what could have been.

©Jan 30, 2024 Bruce Clifford