Cottage Udora
We met at our ministers cottage,
Became friends and conversationalists.
The cottage was very scenic,
A beautiful glass structure, furnished and comfortable.
They had a beautiful bench outside where you could sit,
I met a handsome friend there.
We had a delicious lunch together,
He was visiting from North Dakota, United States of America.
I didn't fall in love with him we were just friends,
His father was a minister and colleague of our minister.
There was a beautiful stream outside the cottage, very scenic,
You could hear the rippling of the brook and stream.
I cherished the time we had together,
You could hike on the property.
He went back to the United States,
I never quite forgot him what a beautiful day we had.
Good memories stay with you forever,
I think did he become a minister like his father and marry.
The miracle of seeing him again would guest.
Perhaps they will have a reunion,the beautiful church stands,
I painted a picture of our church, a friend for over fifty years.
I was a Sunday School superintendent with my friend and taught Sunday school.
I will always remember these days.
Friends are a blessing from God.
Author: Gwen von Erlach Schutz.
Copyright © Gwen Schuetz | Year Posted 2019
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