A Cold Chill Consume
A light springtime shower watering each danity little flower
Reminiscing of a time when we sat on the stoop
swinging to and fro on the porch swing of life
Sharing great memories and dreaming of a time, when we could build our own house and plant a garden divine
I'm missing you my love for each day have moved on...of love and sweet charity where freedom was our song
With each sunlit shower falling from above I sit here in shackles, deprived of all your love
Memories and photographs is all I have left... for, so long ago you flew away from our secret little nest
Wandering
Wondering
Alone
I play our song.....
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2025
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