at age 17 planned to get married
when we got older
many days kissing by a pond
an idyllic teenage romance
on another day she began
dating another — a college kid
our summers of love
changed into a dead cold winter
days, years and decades past
on a whim, I looked her up online
over 60 years later to see
how her life went
she’d been married with two daughters
but woe upon woes she died
at age 71 of cancer
learning that bothered me
more than I thought
it would
I felt sad that she was
gone from this world
I wish she could have lived
a longer life
Bob Boyd