friendship poetry

she might have known it in the earlier spring
have you seen walking through the village
in and of itself
thoughts through my head
the fragrance came
i saw him once before
she heard the children playing in the sun
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
since i have felt the sense of death
were it not for that singular smell
the lightning flashed, and lifted
why so sad my lovely one?