On Nights Like These Poem by Danny Speicher

A cool crisp breeze wafts the nighttime Spring air
I am taken to a place where you cared
Of our life and love and staying with me
Never once a thought of being set free

A year has passed since I last heard your voice
Dear, I realize that has been my choice
But, how can I hear the voice that used to
Bring affectionate thoughts, thought to be true

Oh, sweetheart, I miss it on nights like these
Where stars sparkle above a cool night's breeze
Or on nights where the grey pallid displays
Or when it rains or snows or, nigh, always

But, especially so, on nights like these
Thoughts of you prosper with unwelcomed ease

And, I wonder if you e'er think of me
How great our lives, together, used to be
About the nights we sat beneath those stars
And looked for Jupiter, Venus and Mars

But, alas, I have my doubts that you do
As another man is now courting you
And what use is it to have thoughts of me
When your life still remains as it should be

So, I suppose I'll sit and think of you
With eyes of green contrasting skies of blue
Even if you ne'er spare a thought for me
Thinking of you in our spot is where I'll be

So, my dear if you're e'er back up this way
You'll know where I'll be most every day

((April 4th,2009))