For years I’ve asked myself

What will M now be up to?

What would her progress be?

In real life she had once

Reminded me of her dad.


As I had lost contact with her

Over the years


Art and poetry became

All important for me.


One sobering morn’

I’ve stumbled across her name

On the web.

I gazed at her portrait:

She had changed and reminded

Me of her mom.


Hazel eyes I once loved

The expressive face of an artist.

Perhaps good looks not

Any longer count

The only thing we still seem

To have In common:

She has returned to her

Nickname I liked and

We love Greek mythology

And the arts.




Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.