June 21, 2008
By Kelly Ludwig, Centerville, OH

Walking down the street
Quiet and still
Just like I remember
A melancholy calm fills me
I think of you
You and Me
Standing in these streets
With nothing but the sun over head
Yet we woke one day to find
Not the sun but the moon over us
The same shape
Different color
Just like you
Same shape
Different color
Reminding me times have changed
You have changed
And so have I
Standing on this street
I wish you were with me
Just one last time

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