In
my youth there was Rebecca standing on a hill of snow.
Other
boys fought for attention but her smile was just for me.
The
frozen city was our playground.
Our
exploits were the stuff of legend,
Until
our friendship faded into time.
In
my teens there was Rebecca reading poetry in class.
She
was kind to me when others found it amusing to be cruel.
We
would talk until the break of dawn
And
exchange desires and secrets,
Until
our romance faded into time.
Away
at school there was Rebecca studying rare works of art.
Wild,
intense, and passionate and interested in me.
Our
days were filled with ecstasy.
At night we dreamt about the future,
Until
our liaison faded into time.
In
my middle years there was Rebecca working in a crowded office.
Her
energy and beauty sliced through monotony with ease.
We
were partners, friends, and lovers
Fusing
intimacy and insight,
Until
our marriage faded into time.
In
the end there was Rebecca living with me in a home.
All
her trials and tribulations made her as strong as she was wise.
We
laughed and cried through all our stories
And
cherished moments spent together,
Until
we both faded into time.
©
Ben Siegan, 2019
