Joseph Murray lives and writes in Colorado Springs, Colorado.
A Short, Sweet Season
By Joseph Murray
By Joseph Murray
1.
She’d stopped to speak.
Standing by the fence,
awkward, shy as always,
I managed to respond,
smiling.
Ah, chance . . .
we’d agree to meet.
2.
That September,
seeming to bring to life
an old song’s lyrics,
she’d leave.
Knowing, we’d agreed
to live what of life
we had together
to its full.
Ah, chance . . .
never to meet again.
