When Lovers Return

I do remember, when as a younger child

I would wait while season’s change mild

Temperatures rising did play my heart

When summer’s air would define my art

My love of romance could dream so wild

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Sweet notions oft when love’s boast beguiled

Should see delightful tones in memory filed

Soothe my startled imagination create a start

I do remember

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Now the years will turn toward a new guild

Weathered storms and solace begin to build

Upon wisdom, and peace, a forgiving heart

When wonder’s mystique would define my art

Our lives together return while sojourns wild

I do remember

© Thom Amundsen 2014