When he turned away, twenty years today
He was coming down from a fence
That they'd built together through the story weather
Just to get above the rain.
And when it came today that he turned away
From the eyes and the cries and the cheers
That a woman in back, dressed in green and black
Seemed to bring back all the years.
Found this stuffed in an old journal. As far as I can make out I wrote it back in hi school..and I kinda like it...though I really have no idea what I was writing about. Anyway, saved for posterity.