Just You and Me
We walk hand in hand down to the stream,
Walking in silence as if lost in a dream;
I can hear the slow babble of the creek,
Happier now than I thought I’d ever be;
Soon our fishing poles lay forgotten on the ground,
Just you and me with no one around;
We lie in the shade watching the clouds,
Telling our dreams and wishes aloud;
The horses draw close and then fade away,
Nothing can spoil this beautiful day.
~Tirzah Conway~
~For the "Write Me Rippling Stream" Contest~ June 1, 2011
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