My lover and I sat in the garden,
The heat of the day had mellowed
And we sat reading and listening,
Listening to nature’s symphony.
Occasionally a bird would make us look up
As they came to join us.
We looked at each other with love,
A love that has lasted so many years.
We just sat there in silence,
Only the occasional word passed our lips,
We were secure in our love for each other,
So words were not always required,
Except perhaps the words,
That I write on this page.