Cool waters flowing,
Butterflies passing by,
The weeping willow,
In the winds sigh.

Our special place,
Where we met,
We love to visit,
Each chance we get.

Recalling moments,
Generously given,
Enchantingly in love,
Emotions driven.

Age has ripened,
Deep love obtained,
Growing in time,
It's apex attained.

I love to remember,
Days of summers past,
A love born suddenly,
A lifetime it will last.

Gayle Davis©
30 August 2006
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