by Jane

There was a time

when days were full of joy.

The sun shone endlessly

and the hours were filled

with laughter and conversation.

When the rain fell softly on the

green and verdant earth,

and the warmth of the days teased

the flowers into life and

happiness was worn

like a favourite cloak.

Days when a childs smile,

full of love and innocence

gave promise of things to come.

Days of all embracing tenderness,

in joyous expectation of gentle touch

and loving words.

Days of pleasure and joy

filled with the knowledge,

only lovers ever have.

But now you have gone

and it is dark.

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