Sad Echoes Of My Life Poem by Chris Zachariou

You have now taken over.

You are with me every minute
of my life and it all seems so real—
a kindness of time standing still.
You are everywhere I look, always
with white lilies in your hands.

Once, I thought I lost you.
In desperation, I searched you for you
in every girl who smiled and in every
flower that blossomed in the spring.

Years later when we met again
you were mourning for the loss
of your friend and lover. I reached out
to touch you but you never saw me
and then I thought I lost you again.

But I was a fool.

You will be with me, always.
In the young days of springtime
and in the happy days of summer
in the melancholy days of autumn
and in the lonely days of winter.