Life on the walk-ways
I remembered you again…today
The sun pouring its light on the dark ground
Trees lined in the pavilion gently moving its branches
With the spring breeze
A scene of green, life on the walk-ways
And you came to mind again
When I heard a woman’s laughter
Like music, every note in perfect pitch
And I listened in awe at what became your voice
Moving through the pavilion
And I smiled when your face came to memory
It’s been so long/ hearing
Your voice laughing in the breeze
Making the trees move its branches
In a dancing scene of green on this April day…
Of life on the walk-ways
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