The Summer Path (Villanelle)

 

I walk the summer path alone

my grandfather has long since passed

while everything around has grown

 

with all those things that he had shown

creating memories that last

I walk the summer path alone

 

he taught me how to skip a stone

upon a pond as smooth as glass

while everything around has grown

 

I miss that time, it was our own

he answered questions that I’d ask

I walk the summer path alone

 

an empty nest, the birds have flown

into a world that is so vast

while everything around has grown

 

he talked of people he had known

and how the years go by so fast

I walk the summer path alone

while everything around has grown