When

When time seemed timeless, and the world looked young

from where we stood, our vision intertwined

like hands embraced in longing–there hope sprung,

the hope that healed my soul with wrinkles lined.

When Spring came nigh, so too the time to part

and string our memories across the stars

that guided us, and so we took our hearts

and took our paths along this life bizarre.

Our time is gone, a season ‘neath the moon

that smiled to see us smile in her light

as soul met soul in words sung to her tune–

a time now whispered by the candlelight.

We walk apart, yet we shall meet again,

and say with peace, “Do you remember when…”

Posted on April 18, 2013, in NaPoWriMo and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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