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The sidewalk conveying the stranger once my friend
would reunite us if not for the hand of
another guiding my stride
away in the gentle breeze where daffodils
nod and bend.
There was a time we enamored flames were of a trend,
now I cast my eyes and remember a new
bride, the divide
the sidewalk conveying the stranger once
my friend.
There is no permanence in love’s beguiling blend,
my held hand gives reason for this
stranger to abide
away in the gentle breeze where daffodils
nod and bend.
What come what go the meringue plays from tenament den
where joy not justice exudes, rhythms have
no feelings beside
the sidewalk conveying the stranger once
my friend.
With mine I walk but there is none for the stranger to
tend;
we look once then never again, for no
tears will be eyed
away in the gentle breeze where daffodils
nod and bend.
I hold my new love near, remember the old of then
when we walked here and never imagined
time’s cruel tide,
the sidewalk conveying the stranger once
my friend
away in the gentle breeze where daffodils
nod and bend.