Distant Memories

I watched in silence as the sunlight fell over the tall oak trees.

Each branch swaying in the gentle breeze

Baby birds getting ready to feed

The caring love of a mother, the poor birds need


I breathe in deeply as the crisp air dances

And smile softly as the graceful fawn prances

Ants crawling in uniform on the path with glee

I remember a time when you walked next to me


Your bright blue eyes and soft pale skin

Looking at each other with an innocent grin

Thin lips leaning in for a sweet kiss

But soon to be met with a fumbled miss


Walking down the cobblestone path all alone

Remembering how you talked in a stern tone

I want youi near me again so much

All I want is to once again feel your gentle touch



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