Memories of the Past

Memories Of Innocence Raptured strings of ample memories bring contentment of a handsome, tall, athletic young man, with dark wavy black hair, piercing ocean blue eyes, and fare olive skin. Just the sight and scent of him, took my breath away when he came into my life years ago, in my young innocent youth. We walked hand in hand cherishing childhood passions looking at the future with blind love and happiness. Then came the day when we had to part and I would see him no more. Naive and so young at the time, I loved and wept drowning inside with his absents. Slowly moving forward, blindly mending my heart. without the ardent love I thought my heart would break. Listening to spring music of nature playing, drifting on cool fresh air, coursing through the whispering leaves reminding and wondering if he still looks the same and what he’s done with his life. Eve Roper 5/13/2015