Those were the days, my friend…

  Those were the days, my friend…

A snowy day and the mall at Christmas. I saw a pretty face and she saw me looking at her. We waited for a few seconds. She came to me and she hugged me hard and tightly.  I kissed her lips without a thought. Once we were great lovers and war/life stole us to new places.

She was embarrassed by the kiss and I apology  and she laughed. She kissed me back and she told me. It is okay Johnnie. I am glad you haven’t forgot me. I do remember you. You and I had the best New Year eve before you left for the war in 1991. I am so glad, you did okay. I did pray for you to be safe and sound. You were my wild desperado who wanted to seek the Hemingway life and death.

I brought her closer, remembering her beautiful face and kindness of love for a foolish man who wanted everything and he wanted nothing.  I told her. You have a permanent place in my heart. One of the few people, who tried to save me.  Please let’s sit down. Drink some coffee and talk please.

We found a coffee shop. Held hands like forever lovers who were grasping at wishes and dreams. I told her, she was more beautiful than 26 years ago. She smiled and she told me. I have been reading your poetry and story on-line. I am glad you are still writing. I have one baby girl, who is 22 years old and I saw the pictures of your family. I am glad you did okay.

I watched her hazel eyes turn sad and I knew. I found a wish and a prayer. I told her. I got lucky and I tried to do some good things. Now I seek peace over war. I learn the hard way, no good come from war, war steal all the good from our world. I wish I knew what I knew now. You and I, could of been something.
We talked for two hours, hand locked and legs interlaced. She smiled and she whispered. I must go dear Johnnie. So good to see you. I will introduce myself on-line. So funny, we met at the mall, where we met in 1984. You are a memory, of the opening of a cherish love. Please be safe and remember me.

We kissed and I saw a soft tear falling from her hazel eyes. I watched her walk away and tears fell from my eyes. I knew. A kind and wonderful love had the needed goodbye, we never shared. I did a silence prayer. Dear Lord. Take care of sweet Jennifer. An angel in a life of confusion.

              Dancing Coyote