When There Was Only Poem by jim hogg

I took your picture long ago
On the west shore of loch Lomond
One summer's day beneath a tree
When you were only twenty three

Our mad march days have come and gone
we had our moments in the sun
when I was tied and you were free
Way back in nineteen eighty three

For love had rushed us like a storm
To that old Phil Collins love song
You had me running to the beat
Down Byers Road past Havelock street
I held your hand and watched your feet
And running never felt so sweet

You took me to the Hayburn Vaults
You had no time for finding fault
And when this world called out to you
You did just what you had to do

And you were gone by Christmas time
On a one way flight o'er Palestine
You left behind sweet memories
A tender place and precious dreams

For love had rushed us like a storm
To that old Phil Collins love song
You had me running to the beat
Down Byers Road past Havelock street
I held your hand and watched your feet
And running never felt so sweet

Yes I was yours from that first turn
On the dance floor up in Tyndrum
The West End still belongs to you
And Langlands Road's nostalgic too

I took your picture long ago
On the west shore of loch Lomond
One summer's day beneath a tree
When there was only you and me

19 04 09