The sweetest memories

It was the falling rain in spring

That sweet scent that lured me

Beneath a quiet willow that wept

Her tears a soft touch upon my face

Her song a new melody of charms

 

Lead by early evening’s light

My heart dipped into romance

And knew what tenderness was

When fingers warm and strong

Gently grasped my trembling ones

 

It was the cooing of the dove’s call

Within the bow of a grand old oak

When I tasted the sweetest kiss

And was held by the strongest arms

That I became assured of true love

 

It was then that I lived to remember

The sweetest memories for which to live.

Reviews

[Jibey]

A beautiful and charming piece, full of delightful romance and pretty images