Future years

I imagine years ahead,
Of summer greens and autumn reds,
Of big oak trees and tire treads,
Of gentle breeze and waters edge
I dream of us and family
Of laughs and smiles and Christmas trees
Of homework time and dirty knees
Of bedtime stories and bumble bees
Your love is wonderful
Your love is beautiful
Your love is all I need
To be the friend you need me to be
I think about future years
Of holding hands and happy tears
Of family picnics and football cheers
Of cherished memories and conquered fears
Your love is wonderful
Your love is beautiful
Your love is all I need
To be the friend you need me to be

Reviews

[Patricia Stephmore]

Such a pleasant and pretty poem Rayn......very nice.....I can very well imagine all the sceneries stated in this poem.....the simplicity of your writing style makes it a pretty poem....