Once upon a season

Once upon a summer
We share bits and pieces
Knowing neither where we come from
Nor where we go from there

Once upon a fall
Nothing means anything
But I’m with you
I do, always

Once upon a winter
We have the choice once again
Asking neither what nor how
Neither regretting nor expecting

Once upon a spring
Last chance comes and quickly go
Exchanging neither meaningful nor meaningless words
Which are neither lost nor kept

Once upon a season
We could only remember and mostly wonder
But I will be with you
I will, always

26 Oct 96