For Love Was Everything

For Love Was Everything

By Nancy E Davis.

I think about a spring not long ago,
when blossoms ruled, adorning every tree,
and bluebirds flitting freely to and fro
were sheer delight, a feast for eyes to see.

When serenading song birds in the night
would send a lilting tune on scented air,
as patiently we watched the stars ignite
and heaven’s show of lights extraordinaire.

But now those memories that I recall,
are bittersweet and often bring me tears.
For though I dream and I relive it all,
the magic seems to fade some through the years.

For not too long ago, when it was spring,
my nights were shared, and love was everything.

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NANCY DAVIS

Photo by Ms. Phoenix.

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