Love Poem: I Remember

I Remember

In my time of need as a young man
I sat in the pew staring
just staring at the stained glass windows 
Jesus was talking to Mary 
and I found some comfort there
speaking to me more than any sermon
love was a stranger always peering from the shadows
now and again she was more than words 
but words change with each passing day 
It is said the good die young but I feel old
for the sun has set but there will be a sunrise
keeps me stumbling towards that finish line
or maybe another beginning...
for nothing remains the same
 
 
Frank Black Blacharczyk