David Whalen

(5/18/38 / Covington Kentucky)

Could It Be



Could it be
That you still love me
And if so
What good to know?

So many years
Have passed my dear
Couldst the flame
Remain aglow?

Perhaps we all
Best let it rest
Leave it in the past
And not worry so

It’s water o’er the dam…
The candle extinguished…
The ship that sailed
So long ago

Yet if perchance we
Could have one last dance
Warm words whispered
Soft and low

We might find out
That without a doubt
After all these years
We still love each other
…so…


Submitted: Sunday, November 17, 2013
Edited: Monday, November 18, 2013
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