A Touch of Romance

You can hear the echo of days gone by, memories linger their silent refrain, as timeless love long ago still beckons; come follow me down to Featherbed Lane. Back to the place where our love first began; where eyes first locked within our silent gaze, but we were so young and innocent then, not knowing these would be the good old days. For time has a way of turning the tides, singing songs of regret from shadows past, encouraging wiser choices to come, enhancing this life in ways that will last. I fondly remember Featherbed Lane; the promises it held for love so true, memories linger their silent refrain, as timeless love beckons to me and you.