Old evergreens

I looked hard for the romance
On that cold clear day, and the
church did stand ancient, as
we sent you away

And I caught myself falling
Just as green as the leaves
That blew down from
branches of those
Old evergreens

Which stood ancient,
respectful, as they took in the
scene and I felt myself aching
To feel so serene

And I looked for the romance,
as my eyes traced the sky
Observing the beauty in the
clouds that passed by
While I waited for the angels
or the cherubs, to descend...
Or anything
​​​​​​To show me
That this wasn't
 The end...

M P 14/7/21