The Memories
• 07/30/24 at 08:49PM •Love has, many memories.
Here is one of imagination,
which I wish I could revisit.
A Comment by Loy
Beautiful poem. One of my favorites
A Comment by MFish
Thank you.
Love has, many memories.
Here is one of imagination,
which I wish I could revisit.
Yonder lies my lover,
She waits for me,
Across the flowing meadow,
Beneath a Willow tree.
Gracing all the greenery,
Sunlight falls about,
Plying shadows on her face,
Giving thought to me.
Go, I ever slowly,
Towards the Willow tree,
That she lies beneath,
Nestled in a bed of daisies,
With a coverlet of fern.
Softly lies her shadow,
Among flowers and fern,
Softened by the early light.
Love is the mood,
For this moment,
Enraptured,
By our presence.