The Softness of the Golden Sun

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In the softness of the golden sun memories sway, flickering

through our hearts,

thoughts of younger love,

of you and I

our boots swishing through the leaves,

holding hands

with gloves on,

and drawing you close,

smiling

in our autumn jackets.

My Love, do you remember

that day in the park?

      

Note: The park is where I asked her to marry me. We’ve always spent alot of time in parks.

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The Softness Will Whisper

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Within the safe haven of leaves and tree branches,

within the depth of the lake,

the stillness

of water reflecting,

the softness will whisper 

of peace, of a healing within

bringing a quiet

to our spirits.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

The Intensity of Your Light

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With the intensity of your light, we enfolded into each other

sitting on the park bench.

We sat there remembering our journey

as you placed your hand in mine,

I gently caressed your face

you tucked your head into my shoulder,

whispering

your prayer for me.

Do you remember the azaleas?

Note: This is about a couple encouraging each other, through chronic illness.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies