Why did you change? What did I
do?
We were like brothers, and now
Your face is a wall without windows, while you
Curse every claim you allow.
I don't understand what undid the sweet
bond
That for years yielded nothing but joy.
I am who I was, and yet you respond
With words either cutting or coy.
Perhaps there's no why when some untoward
wind
Whips away what one holds to one's heart.
Though bitter it be to leave loved ones behind,
One must learn when it's past time to part.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
