Barmaid

A schoolgirl you were
When you passed me by.
And I
Was unaware

Now, with grey hair,
I smile
At a girl who, without guile
Does Say
“I passed you by
On my way to school”.

A girl of no more than 21,
Talking to a guy
of 51.
Then, she is gone,
Leaving me to my
beer,
And the thought that each year
Slides away.
And I can not be certain
When the curtain
Will end the play.

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