Reflections of a love that died
- Andrew Bedell
- Mar 19, 2017
- 1 min read
The trail of a plane passed overhead
I closed up the book that I read
I heard laughter on the breeze
The passing pollen made me sneeze
I skimmed a pebble in the stream
Then we had a whipped ice cream
Hand in hand we crossed the park
Somewhere close we heard dogs bark
And on a blanket on the ground
Neither of us made a sound
We swore our love would never fade
And future plans right there were made
You and I forever more
It rained so we ran to the car
And on the radio our song played
And that is where I wish we’d stayed
I would go back there today
A time before you went away...
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