I watch the lovers shuffling
The boxes, bags while muffling
Their said goodbyes amid their things
And grayer skies the evening brings
I see them sort through photographs
The ones depicting how they laughed
When all was new within their promise
So sadly now we pay them homage
I look at how she hides her heart
As slow he turns, head down, departs
A taunting radio plays their song
It melody carried far too long
I witness, but fail to provide
A bridge to gap the deep divide
Instead as common ground, romantic pretender
I'm the drop off point, return to sender
Susan Lacovara
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/return-to-sender-10/
