Long Ago -
Was it yesterday we learnt it?
In a dream,
In a dream where the whispering wind was ever warm,
And the seasons changed.
Were there snowdrops in the gardens?
Yes,
We picked them,
White, like angel's breath.
Whilst soft mosses drenched the beech boles
To a hue most brilliant green.
Were there melodies?
Like our lives, played in lilting themes,
Carrying both hearts dreaming
Beating to the same love as before,
The kisses were not tremulous,but knowing,
And the earth stood still beneath our ever dancing feet -
4 comments:
Every post of yours makes me smile. I hope you're enjoying the arrived New Year. I think we all believe it'll be (even) better than the previous one :)
This is so lovely, so beautifully stated, and so real for almost everyone. Happy New Year, my precious friend !!!!!!
Lovely prose.
Are those snowdrops in that tiny little vase.
Wishing you a Happy New Year Hun and the very best for 2011.
Susan x
Yes they are snowdrops Susan, they're so delicate and made of glass!
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