How Can It Be? Poem by Timothy Michael Ricke

I ponder the question of how can it be?
Is there something wrong, is it her or me?

She became my student though we met at a dating site
She said, "Let's not date, being the student I am, it just doesn't seem right."

The days turns to months should I be upfront?
We're friends, we laugh or should I fall back and punt?

"It's your birthday let's celebrate! "
and for just a moment we found embrace.

More days of coaching and long talks
Veggie shopping and long walks

An afternoon fills with delight
We sipped tea, tanned and love not quite
It was another wonderful day
But, once again, she slips away

Then came a call at the eve of the new year
She was happy and full of good cheer
Come join me for an evening for my daughter is gone for the night
Supper, laughter, wine and night of delight


She said let us have more of life's treasured gift
But is months and is she lost, alone and adrift.

It strikes me as ever so sad
That in every moment we had
We were happy, laughing and never mad
Three times we journeyed to the edge of bliss
Wondering; shall we ever again share a kiss?