Cigarettes

Life is meant to look forward

Not back where I should forget

Yet even will the faded years

When I see you Annette.

Misty colored memories come

From a time that’s long ago.

Drifting into the smoke rings

From a thousand cigarettes.

My cigarette is just an ash line

as it burns up in the tray

I am playing the piano

a tune from another day.

I see her clear and carefree

She turns those eyes on me

We could have had a life together

If only I was free.

I remember her lips

so curved and crimson,

in the fashion of the day.

I can see her like it was now

If only I could stay.

My fingers cross the piano

I can play this tune with ease.

The old crowd they all sing along

Its such a catchy song.

Then I look beside me

Its you there sweet Annette.

She touches my head and says Harry

Are you alright?

Your eyes are red and wet.

I look up in her lovely face

I'm drowning in regret.

Yes I am  just fine darling.

It’s only the smoke