While Out Walking A Winding Road

I looked for you today In the wooded trails of twisting braided branches, where the drying leaves, edges turned up, rushed and rustled round my heels... I passed the school yard echoing with yesterday's youth... and was sure I heard you hopscothching through every thought in my head... But it was not you... And I was still me Me...without you.... I looked for you today in a puddle' s reflection finding only a ripple that mocked my sadness If I methodically measured the never ending walks around the block and back....back home to me, Me...without you... How worn my soles... and worn out, my soul All this time spent looking for you while out walking a winding road, laced with the last flowers of summer a spiteful reminder of being one... Not two.... I looked for you today At crossroads, street signs of what once was... congested intersections of a town, too big and a wish, too small....