nothing lasts forever
your love for me
infinity
even your endeavor
those stolen kisses under the moon
those late-night strolls in June
because when September comes
our love is only an ember
when we can only remember June
and those moments
under the moon
nothing lasts forever
those long looks
peering at our books
under the moon
when it shone on your hair
nothing can compare
to those late-night strolls in June
nothing lasts forever
not the leaves on a tree
like the whispers of never
the leaves that flow free
eventually have to fall
those things we see
those leaves we came to be
when you can only plea
for those late-night strolls in June
The fearsome Bulldog strolls
as a robust reminder
to those exhibiting various traits
of hooligan grinder.
He keeps a close watch
for surreptitious acts of malice
from those who sneak a peek
then retreat to their palace.
Kings and Queens
who flaunt their gargantuan pride.
Be careful where you trod
the dog hears every lie.
Blocked by most of the sugar crowd
with their game.
The level of hypocrisy wielded
just adds to the shame.
On moonlit strolls along the beach
Ardor is never out of reach
To rhythmic waves two lovers dance
And ignite the flames of romance
Then love completes the hearts desire
A timeless treasure to acquire
Love has delight enough for two
And lights the path for hearts so true
1-3-2020
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Sponsor: Charles Messina
Love warm evening summer strolls
Kids rock everywhere we roll
Upon bank of creek bed cast out ultra light fishing pole
Serenity of nature speaks to the core of my soul
Moving towards the sun as it descends slowly behind a hill
Mesmerized by glorious color display for a brief moment time stands still
Stop every couple feet for flowers kids plucked, their baskets they fill
Break out sweaters and blankets for kids, night air may bring light chill
Some priceless funfilled laughter, quick pitstop at a park
Detour along a beach, kids swear they saw a shark
Venture to Lakenenland, junk's sculpted into historical art where Tom Lakenen continues to leave his mark
Along bog walk may need a flashlight as moon and stars may not be enough to light our path in the dark
Pups also enjoy tagging along
Being in the great outdoors you can never go wrong
Lullabies of God's creatures are most beautiful of songs
Fresh air and sweet natural aromas kids will be dreaming soon, won't be long
strolls home through the corn
and sees lights at the windows - -
tackles intruder
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