Just You and Me

We walk hand in hand down to the stream, Walking in silence as if lost in a dream; I can hear the slow babble of the creek, Happier now than I thought I’d ever be; Soon our fishing poles lay forgotten on the ground, Just you and me with no one around; We lie in the shade watching the clouds, Telling our dreams and wishes aloud; The horses draw close and then fade away, Nothing can spoil this beautiful day. ~Tirzah Conway~ ~For the "Write Me Rippling Stream" Contest~ June 1, 2011