BEAUTIFULLY SAD

I can still smell the coffee
Hear the creak
Of that rickety stool,
Feel the warm breeze
A kiss from the sea.
It's a beautifully sad reminder
Of heaven on earth,
For an old fool
Like me.
Once, I had visited Elysium
For all too brief
A moment in time,
Full of tastes and sights
And other wondrous delights
Beautifully sad
These thoughts of mine.
I kicked off
Constricting footwear
Churned sand between my toes,
Sipped on the rich
And heady brew,
And the pleasure of that
Beautifully sad day
For us still flows.
I sit now
In quiet contemplation
Indulging in the beautifully sad,
But, I'm thinking about
The future and what I'll have
Not what I once had.....
Phil Hall  January 2015