Golden Pond
When the sun gently fades and falls from the sky
golden beams caress and kiss the still, small pond.
It is there where my memories of days long ago
whisper that nothing remains long.
In our youth we'd run into the morning sun
we felt so wild and young through dew kissed leaves.
Then we'd stop and laugh along the winding path
'neath tender, dappled forest trees.
We would lie alone so far from home
your body next to me...
nothing else mattered
sweet release.
It was then that I realized there was only you
your love filled me, all through the years
even in the hard times
you stayed beside me...
...all my life.
Written on 5/24/2016
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