And I walk on the path
through the woods
Where I once walked with you
It was Winter then
Bare trees bowed for us
And now, it is Spring
A roof of green leaves
above my head
It’s almost like
I hear your voice
And see you next to me
in your warm winter coat
How I want to put
my arm in yours
And wish this road
will never end
As my feet walk in Spring
my mind wanders in Winter
©RoseGirl2019
The power of a memory transports us from one season to the next… beautiful, Marieke!
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Thank you very much!
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You’re kindly welcome.
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This is so beautiful! Memories truly are treasures 🙂 ❤
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Thank you so much, yes indeed 🙂
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