The Country Lane
We walked across the River Clyde
On a footbridge from the opposite side
The water was flowing swiftly by
As the sun burst from the cloudy sky
There was an enclosed wood
With a stone fence around as it should
To a small unpaved country lane underscored
Where her parents courted 50 years before
The lane was just a simple place near
But it drew her to it with her nostalgic tears
For her parents had passed on years ago
And she felt close to them as her grief showed.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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