Summer Blues

Familiar theme music
Once signifying ecstasy
Now disturbingly heart-wrenching.
Time, the great healer
Not able to enter this arena.
The purples and greens
Strawberries and cream
Aces and volleys
A bitter sweet reminder
Of simpler, happier times.
We loved this place
Explored every forgotten corner
Shot every colourful angle
Complained about the heat, rain, wind
Grumbled over the cost, seats, crowds
Criticised the food, play, views.
And yet our annual paradise
Where laughter reigned
Carefree hearts revelled
Giggles barely suppressed
Precious memories now.
Life and tournaments go on
Winners still euphoric
The tears of losers
Mingling with my own
Now for the ultimate loss
My own Wimbledon partner.