The Book of Unsaid

I remember when I saw you that very first time, at school on the very first day

You were running and laughing with your ribboned curls and a dress of flowers

If I could have been that brave I’d have told you I liked you and wanted to play

And maybe we could swing together on the bars or play king of towers

But instead, I walked away, and it remained painfully unsaid.

I remember you arriving at church for your First Communion

Your long curls wrapped in fine lace, your gown as pure as falling snow

If I could have been that brave I'd have told you I’d like to be your companion

And maybe walk you up that aisle as far as we could go

But instead, I walked away, and it remained painfully unsaid.

The grade eight graduation party was such a happy event

You arrived with the Italian kid and you looked beautiful and full of joy

If I could have been that brave, I’d have told you my eyes followed you where ever you went

And maybe if you would notice me just once you might think I could be your boy

But instead, I walked away, and it remained painfully unsaid.

I saw you daily at high school for years

Your beauty and mind developed to the breathtaking woman that you had become

You had been wearing that football players jacket so long it brought me to tears

If I could have been that brave, I’d have told you I play sports too, would you like to come?

But instead, I walked away, and it remained painfully unsaid.

I saw your picture in the newspaper one day, bold and large in the celebration section

Your eyes a brilliant bright and your beauty easily conveyed. A tenth year wedding reflection

If I could have been that brave, I’d have told you how I wish I could have shared your life, have you for my wife and that somehow I’d lost my direction

But instead, I walked away, and it remained painfully unsaid.

I remember I saw you for the very last time, at the school for your grandsons very last day

You were running and laughing with your ribboned curls and a dress of flowers

If I could have been that brave, I’d have told you I had loved you my whole life away

And maybe we could swing together or watch the children play king of towers

But instead, I walked away, and it remained painfully unsaid.

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