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.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 7th, 2018 01:51
- Category: Love
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Comments5
What a lovely sentimental write and I love the music - I can recall listening to it during a slow drive with my own dear wife through the White mountains in Southern Spain - memories.
Thank you Michael. Even in these times during my wife's illness we can have these moments, this was yesterday evening.
That piece of music has always appealed to me.
A lovely write Gold. Some healing, in a measure maybe, through it. But not boiling - I only lasted 10 minutes in the garden one scorching day! That'll be one day back in 1066 - you remember it?!
Lovely peaceful music for a beautiful peaceful evening......... lovely Andy.....
Thank you Goldfinch.
A wonderful look at love.
A lovely write
Keep writing
FineB
You have the rare gift of showing us the richness of so many facets of love when you bare your soul in the written word.
I hope you collate your work so that your grandchildren are able to look back to the fineness from whence they came.
A truly moving write today.
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