She hath wings

Have you ever spent an entire day, pining for decades gone by?

Wondering if you were to dwell long enough, would those dear friends hear you sigh?

Have you stepped back into highschool or taken a walk down twenties lane?

Those ghosts are gone and living regrets heap pain upon the pain.

He chose to move on without you and she didn’t pick up the phone;

Living back then is costly because you find yourself alone.

You can almost feel the warmth in your cheeks; he always knew what to say;

You can hear the whispers of secrets untold, like it was yesterday.

Yet look at all that you have become; you have moved into The Great Space-

You can glance back then but you cannot return; the past doesn’t know your face.

© M. Patterson 2025