Words and Image ©2017 – Clarence Holm

I read the notice that an old friend died.
And recalled precious moments,
Of a high school romance, so long ago.
Remembering shoulders touching
And a smile shared between friends.

We sang along to the Carpenters.
And taught each other about love.
Sweet first ever kisses, holding hands,
And longing to be close to her.

Frozen sweetheart moments,
Lost for decades, still alive in me.

      -Clarence Holm