He declared his love in the rain,soft,

moist, falling gently.  I stood there

lightly brushing drops from my hair,

hands linked, promises made,

we dreamed of the life ahead.


The years passed, still hand in hand

we walked together, buffeted by the wind,

blown this way or that, the only certainty

our love for one another.


Now alone, frail faltering, mist swirling

I think I see you, long to touch you

if only just for a minute “Let me come

with you, walk through the mists of time

to the place where our life began.”


This entry was posted in Poetry.

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