Bright afternoon,
Sun in treetops,
Hand in hand
we walk familiar
wood. I would walk
another decade or
two of winter nights
with you. So much
we know. So much
to learn still.
Sunset flares pink
brignt afternoon
lights tomorrow.
there is so much still to learn...i like that acknowledgement wrapped in this...some nice contrasts in this...if you have not yet this would fit the theme greatly over at dversepoets.com today....
Beautiful, Victoria. Always more to learn...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem that brought a tear to my eye, Victoria.
ReplyDeletethere is so much still to learn...i like that acknowledgement wrapped in this...some nice contrasts in this...if you have not yet this would fit the theme greatly over at dversepoets.com today....
ReplyDeleteSo much is said here in so few words. I especially cherish the ending. Beautiful, Victoria.
ReplyDeleteSo very romantic and the scene is so beautifully set. (You might want to check for capitalization typos.) Hugs
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