Honeysuckle Spring

Honeysuckle Spring © Ben Burton 5-5-2015 We roamed the hills of Ensley Heights Not hand-in-hand, but side-by-side For I was young and much too shy To take that bold first step A timeless, honeysuckle spring Perfection was the simple things Like sharing our first fountain drink Which earned a sweet caress And never did I feel as close Or see the birds and smell the rose As when I knew she was my own And we would never part But youth cannot enforce its mind Her family moved in wintertime What proved to be our last goodbye Took portions of my heart Her memory is with me now As pristine as an unworn crown Especially when Spring abounds The boy within me glows I see us walking through those hills Past robin's nest and daffodils I feel her hand within mine still Alas, she'll never know