Autumns Tryst
We often strolled along this beaten path
Especially in autumn, Oftentimes
For miles. Our steps crushing the leaves beneath
Our feet, releasing magic fragrances.
We’d whiff the fall bouquet, and sniff again,
Then stop to kiss. These things we did before
So many times together...our domain.
A coexistent couple, and there’s more:
We are an integral part of autumn
As trees and colored leaves, gentle breezes
As God intended. To benignly come
Together like a painting that pleases
The artist. Sauntering with hand in hand
In love, in autumns blissful promised land.
Copyright © Albert Ahearn | Year Posted 2009
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