Rainbows (Custance)/Reminiscences

by Olive Custance

Reminiscences

 

Just once we met,It seems so long ago,So long . . . and yetMen would not think it soWho count their time by years.Just once we met,And now we never meet,Is it regret(I lost a friend so sweet)That stings my heart to tears?

I clasped your hand,But scarcely said a word;We stood as children standWhose souls are stirred To great shy love they cannot comprehend.I clasped your handAnd looked into your eyes;My spirit spannedYour spirit's mysteries,But feared to call you "friend."