I Always Knew You Were Just Passing Through

I always knew you were just passing through

With your tussled hair

And dark eyes I knew I was just a way station

A place to park your heart 

Before some marvelous adventure

I saw the sparks flying off you,

The tenderness.

The optimism.

The Anger 

The love, 

The annoyance

Like a knife sharpened on a stone

as you 

flashed by with your hips 

and raw emotions 

and memories of home 

All too fresh for a girl so young 

And for a woman so sure of herself

Such an ancient soul in modern shoes

I know you and still watch as you go

I will keep this parking space

for you

It is your place in my history

I always knew you were just passing through

I just didn’t know it would be so soon.

You leave me with these old fools.

I knew you were just passing through

In your low heels and beaten silver jewellery

With your good taste and amused demeanour

Your legs were too perfect to stay in one 

place.

They were made for travel,

And  for so many more to see.