A Memoir

  Leaning back on my elbows, I let the easterly wind comb through my hair while lying in the warm sand

The freshness of the lake awakens me from my dream

Slowly I open my eyes to smell your sweet fragrance upon the wind

As a momentary sadness overcomes me of a memory, then I gleam

  My heart yearns for those lost moments, with the eagerness of summer’s arrival

Recalling our walk through the forest of time, seeing all its beauty

You picked a wee flower and handed it to me and I drank in its essence

How you held me in your arms as we viewed the crescent moon, while cool winds surrounded us

  Like youth we giggled at simple things, for it can be so simple

You stood before the great tree of knowledge and I snapped your picture

You put your arm around me as we walked in nature’s treasures

We delighted in the sweetness of wild apples we plucked from the trees

  We danced in the dance hall of years gone by, to our own music

The music of love as you held me in your arms

A tear fell from my soul as I knew the time drew near

For time passes so swiftly, but your essence remains within me

I pull your handkerchief from my pocket

Close my eyes, drawing in the aroma and you are here

Carolee Dennis-Woosley

May 12, 2012