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Where Spring Winds Had Blown
Romantic symbols of a tender day, hearts with initials were carved on a tree. In the spring of my life on this perfect April day, we lay down to dream of what would be. Beneath a young oak I sat on his knee. The aroma of freshly mown grass filled the park. Bearded irises curtsied as a gentle breeze blew and I ran my hand over the tree’s bark. Pete was just enjoying the view when I suggested we etch our love so true. With a pocketknife the heart was carved to bear the initials P.T. and C.S. Fifteen and love starved, but what our future held, we could not guess. Still, the initials an innocent bond did profess. I returned to the park last year and found my way to the oak that had grown. Looking up, I saw the initials were still clear. Though Pete was married and had children of his own, resurrected feelings surfaced where spring winds had blown. Written February 6, 2012 for Francine’s “English Quintain a Spring Day” Contest
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