Poem on the Last Afternoon Up North

Saying Goodbye and Never Looking Back or Poem on the Last Afternoon Up North
Dec. 29, 2009

Afremov's Contemplation

I’m sitting here at the old square where we met,
Fought against all the urges of regret,
For all the things I did not say, for things I did not do,
For things I thought I knew, and the things I put you through,
The old pine trees where we laughed,
The bench where we wrote our names on our love’s behalf,
These are just little pebbles in our memories now,
Like the little moments we once avowed.
So I got up and walked away took one last look at my youth,
Best lesson in life is learning to accept the truth.