Paul H Nelson

I don't remember those days
That room has been re-painted
So many times since then
In so many different ways

She just vanished in the air
Like a wisp of smoke circling
Swirling, then gone forever
I never thought I would care

Her smile was all too fleeting
It became a speck of dust
Landing somewhere on the floor
The proof was my heart beating

Then I peeked into that room
There was no paint on those walls
A wisp became her in flesh
And she smiled at me, her groom

A snap and seventy years
I never saw her again
Anywhere or anytime
She left me with just my tears