Past glades of frozen memories,
strewn softly in the fallen snow,
past meadows grey, and twisted leaves,
now buried in the earth below.
Lies each and every heart that weeps,
forever stolen from the Spring,
0f hopes, and dreams...eternity,
shall creep inside the dream we know.
Forever, waiting in this place,
forever, waiting here, for thee,
inside a moment, once, in time,
where you, inside my heart, reside.
and with every line of deep emotion
a pleasure to read & also to feel
Love & Blessings
Vickie
Christine
Always,
Deborah