Outdoors the sun shines,
summer days,
rains and sweet temperature.
There is fond memory
always associates,
the time of year,
a memory
when a melody
plays in the car,
a certain part of town,
perhaps a forest,
one time we did walk together,
hand in hand,
I still imagine the steps
wooden and weathered,
yet no matter the sunshine
or the rains,
or the mud and broken slides,
a melody,
a forest,
a drive on a summer day,
they all give me peace
inside the torment
within a storied
journey …
this love.
© Scott F Savage 6/2020
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