Just Like That

When I’m not in love
it seems as if I’ll never be again–
the last love a distant memory,
belonging to someone else, not me.
I go along as if in a dry land
that’s always been dry.
Not happy or unhappy. Just familiar.
Then one day I turn a corner
and you appear.
Just like that.
Like the changing of seasons

spring birds


About boomergirl47

Retired from the University of South Florida. Love reading, writing, hiking, nature, music, birding, puttering around the house and yard.
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