Unforgiven, Unforgotten

You never closed your window shade

Morning light trickled in like a stream

A bouquet of pink serenity

Four years lit by that friend’s gentle gleam

You never closed your window shade

I caught the sidewalk’s view this mornin’

A cigarette shared over bare flesh

Four years up in smoke-billowed sin

You never closed your window shade

The perfect view as I walked away

A bouquet strewn on the pavement

Five years we would have celebrated

You still haven’t closed that window shade

I drove past as our friend brought first light

There, a vase of pink hydrangeas

For new love that will last through the night