Kevin Michael Bloor

There’re gleaming, golden buttercups
far as the eye can see.
With dancing daisies, blown by breeze,
beyond a sheltered lee.

It's summer and we’re side by side.
We’re hand in hand once more.
Was in our teens when we last touched,
now we’re both fifty-four.

We wind our way and wander free
‘cross hill and vale we stray.
Perhaps she’ll plait a daisy chain
like girl from yesterday?

We spread our blanket on the ground,
with hands betraying age.
We reminisce ‘bout years we lost,
but we don’t rant or rage.

For we have always been in love,
together or apart,
and we were joined through our lost years:
One breath~ One soul ~ One heart!

  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 1st, 2022 09:51
  • Comment from author about the poem: for Lorraine
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 22
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