It’s Funny

It’s funny,
it’s been years,
too many to count,
too many weeks and days,
but here you are,
stood before me,
radiant as ever,
and I must wonder,
where did you go?

It’s funny,
when I look at you,
wondering where time went,
wondering what I
did wrong, did right,
did today,
or should I say,
what I should say,
tomorrow?