Ivy covered church with white dove
forget me not's everywhere...red wheelbarrow.
I remember as you sat on the wooden bench,
your smile brightened my cloudy day as you played
with my hair and lightly blew
on my neck with your Passion
barely
hidden........as squirrels played,
birds sang and your touch whispered such Love for
me.....................
Sweet and lovely this poetry that whispers such Love.
Lady Mary Ann
Ron