When I Loved Miss Day Poem by Allan James Saywell

Can you still hear your name
Being carried by the wind Baby
Can you still hear my goodbye
Your family said had to go
They said he's the wrong Religion
I said, God only knows
We were just fifteen baby
Far too young, I know
You were my first sweet heart
You said I was your true love
You told me over the phone
Told me I had to go
You came back to see me
Years later, I know
It made me glad
And a little sad
I'm a little wiser now
I'm still the wrong religion baby
God only knows
I still gaze at your face
Hanging there in the clouds
The same face I pictured
When I put down that phone