Special Time

Watching her laugh with her eyes I remembered a moment of joy The sweet fragrance of her perfume Turned my mind to a special time When I was still just a sweet boy Obsessed only with love and marriage.... Now I am old and admiring beauty Much differently than when I was young Stopping to see the gifts of nature Like the falling leaves of autumn The sprawling white cliffs of Dover The paintings of Dali and Van Gogh And the gifts of beauty like the girl Whose laugh and scent transported My thoughts away from here and now