There Is You Poem by Emily Wood

There was you, then.

Bright eyed, and alive.
Perhaps about ten?
Were you fifteen at the time?
I'm remembering when...

Yes my youth was yours
And yours was mine
Lovely, and of the stars
Sweet Valentine

I was in love with you then.
And that boy I still love.

There was you, to come.

Your talents and dreams
The man you'd become
Oh, how he did seem
A dreamy one...

This man oh so tall
In moral, and height
I would be his doll
For needs of night...

I was in love with you to come.
And that man I still love.

There is you now.

I can't make you out
Under your brow
Your face is so tired
Shoulders, a scow...

I love all that you were
I love all you could be
Now just a stranger
A stranger to me...

I don't know you right now.
And that man I still love.