I remember that day so well.
The summit of the hill was behind us,
That hill so full of beauty and memories.
Our love had carried us up
And now it was taking us down.
We both stopped and looked,
Looked towards the valley,
The valley below us.
There it sat in all its beauty,
The multifarious greens seemed to call,
Call us into natures realm.
The greens spotted with white specks,
The specks of sheep
Grazing away in absolute calm.
That calm was all around us
As we just sat and glorified,
Glorified in the beauty of nature,
That beauty laid out before us.
That image will always be with me
Even after all the years that have passed,
We still talk of that sight,
Even in our old age.
That site that showed us nature
And the beauty that God’s love
Brought to us,
And can bring to all.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A memory of my wife and I walking the Yorkshire Dales.
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Comments5
A fine write. I suppose it's not only the 'good old days'. We can have 'good present days' or times, or even moments, if they may seem more fewer, and far and between now. Though we might have many good days and times still, even now.
All times are good, some just need more time to understand.
Well written and expressed. I love living on a farm, because of Nature is all around me
Such a great life for you.
Just returned from a cross country walk with my wife - scenes such as this - magical.
It certainly is magical.
Can you even imagine the gift of Heaven and what it will be . Such memories prepare you .
My imagination just cannot conceive what it will be like.
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