Memories of the Past
Memories Of Innocence
Raptured strings of ample memories bring contentment
of a handsome, tall, athletic young man, with dark wavy black hair,
piercing ocean blue eyes, and fare olive skin.
Just the sight and scent of him, took my breath away
when he came into my life years ago, in my young innocent youth.
We walked hand in hand cherishing childhood passions
looking at the future with blind love and happiness.
Then came the day when we had to part
and I would see him no more.
Naive and so young at the time, I loved and wept
drowning inside with his absents.
Slowly moving forward, blindly
mending my heart.
without the ardent love I thought my heart would break.
Listening to spring music of nature playing, drifting on cool fresh air,
coursing through the whispering leaves
reminding and wondering if he still looks the same
and what he’s done with his life.
Eve Roper 5/13/2015
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