Longing For Springtime
If I could live one day again, I'd choose that day so fair
We walked among the jaded trees, in dappled shade, a blanket spread
You found within the meadow grass, some flowers for my hair
Sun warmed a place as fresh as spring, which made a fragrant bed
Our innocence, yet unexplored, held love within its grasp
Your longing eyes, and tender touch, were petals in the wind
Assured we were. How could we know? No words, or questions asked
We languished, blessed by smiling skies, and promises began
But time moves on and days grow short, for springtime fades to gray
We're not so young, the days moved on, and though our autumn's here
With winter near, I feel your love, just as it was that day...
It warms my heart to be assured that love can last the years
Far back in time, with younger face, our future yet untold
My dream awakes, I'm young inside, .....when did we both grow old?
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For Brian Strand's Contest #211
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