Saturday, October 24, 2009

Solstice

A Birthday Poem
For a Girl who was 17 -
June 21, 1960


I love you!
And with equal depth of feeling
I hate!
The circumstance.

I would be with you -
I'm sure we could
Be happier than most -
But that can't be -
At least not now.

If we could alter circumstance...

But we know!
We can't!

You'll have a happy birthday
A year from now,
(This year you'll live somehow)
For Spring will ripen into Summer.

And then?

Perhaps we'll meet again!

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