I leave the bridge and wander along the path by the River,
The River, flowing quietly and serenely in time with my steps,
My thoughts meander to times long past;
To those days of walking by other waters.
Those childhood days where the only worry
Was whether my friends will be there to play.
The three of us, running, not walking, on the
Green clad ground, yelling, laughing, always happy.
The time of young love where a walk together
Meant so much, the river ignored, just looking
At each other, as if it was the most precious time of all,
The time that we wished would forever stop at that moment.
The step that brought me to that one true love
Who would walk with me for the rest of my life.
No doubts entered my mind, a soul mate,
Friend, lover, to always be with me, on the long trek through time.
Suddenly I realise that I may walk alone;
The River still flowing in time with my steps,
But on my own again until I come to the bridge
Where I walk across the River, to another place.