Remembering Willow Pond

Born of winter's snow and gentle spring rain Remembering Willow Pond, where our dreams begin Where wild geese swim, then fly away again Beneath shaded coves, where other lovers have been The fragrant smell of earth, green moss and peat Where tangled grass and weeping willows lean A crumbling bank, where cattails wash their feet Our blanket spread upon the meadow green Our campfire glows, playing flirting games Ashes drift like feathers, smoke curls into the air Burning embers, teasing flickering flames And love smolders warm, a kiss in the evening fair Trees sway and swoon along the bank Leaves flutter in gentle evening wind With each breath of warm summer breeze It brushes my cheek, as daylight ends Willow pond, the place where love came alive We loved....under the stars of the twilight skies ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Water/Earth/Fire/Wind For Barbara's contest