Treasure Island

David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Photographs And Memories


It was so long ago
on that wooden walkway to the sea
where we watched seagulls play.
One day you turned to me
and said before summer left
you would be going away.
It is no good begging me to stay
because someone else needs me,
but you’ll always be my only love.

She gripped my hand tightly
as we walked along
and no more words were spoken.
Until it was time to go
we would be together every day,
she promised me that
as we walked along the beach
watching the waves rush to the shore
until each day folded to a close.

Seasons have come and gone
since that summer long ago
when you said goodbye to me.
Leaving only photographs and memories
of what was my forever love.
Now as I walk by the sea
and down that wooden walkway,
I still feel your hand in mine
and hear your voice on the breeze.

Although I walk alone now
I know you’re never far from me.
I still remember that end
as your hand drifted from mine
and I knew it was your time to leave me
forever an empty shell on the shore
with only photographs and memories
that will stay with me forever.


23 February 2014

Submitted: Sunday, February 23, 2014
Edited: Thursday, March 27, 2014

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  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/24/2014 12:47:00 PM)

    A touching poem. Very sad write, when loved ones remain in our photographs and memories. Loved reading it.
    Thanks for sharing with us. (Report) Reply

  • Paul Reed (2/23/2014 7:30:00 AM)

    Wistful and nostalgic. Old photographs can be very powerful reminders of a world that has changed so much, so quickly (Report) Reply

  • Ed Nigma (2/23/2014 7:28:00 AM)

    A very sad poem, written very well from the memory of a loss that can be found time and again as you travel back in time through your mind relieving the memories while looking at the photographs within your mind and in a scrapbook. Thank you for sharing..

    Keep Poetry Alive!
    Allan Gerard~ (Report) Reply

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