Reminder of the Good


We shared a puits d’amour

In the café on rue Bonaparte

Parisian nights the gallery

And pastry the delicious art


A tapestry of colorful awnings

Line the narrow street

And in the chilling evening air

I can feel your radiant heat


The City of Love for one night

Holds us in its glowing embrace

Passion makes the clock stand still

Playful trick of time and space


But when morning light finds us

My body will be needed by others

Men I love just as much as you

A valiant band of brothers


It is why steeped in sweet pastry

I warned my heart had no longevity

But you loved me with all you had

Held me tight in spite of the brevity


And every day that past after

Doing things that no one should

That one loving night in Paris

My only reminder of the good


8 Responses to “Reminder of the Good”
  1. kristianw84 says:

    You might be the only person I know in real life who can actually say, “We’ll always have Paris.” Casablanca is a very quotable movie, and one of my favorites! I’m glad you had that one night. ❤

    • Brad Osborne says:

      Thank you, Kristian! During my time in the Marines, it felt like all you could ever hope for is one night, but I am also thankful as they allowed me to see the world.

  2. K.L. Hale says:

    Beautiful, Brad. This is a movie in my mind~moving,…miraculous,…and true. ❤️

  3. jonicaggiano says:

    I am glad you have that time with someone who was able to provide comfort in love before you had to go back to your unit. I like to think of my own father having found women that were kind to him and gracious to him when he was serving his country abroad at such a very young age. Hugs, Jonikins

  4. beth says:

    what a beautiful retelling of that very special night

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