Walk With Me~

Just a little sort-of romantic poem;)

Walk with me a while

Through the meadow grass,

Alongside the singing brook,

Shining silver glass.

Where warm sun beats down

Upon my let-down hair

And songbirds trill sweetly

Of the day so fair.

Stroll these fields of clover,

My hand clasped in yours.

This day we can feel safe,

Away from storms and wars.

Perhaps we shall see

A young doe and her fawn,

Or just talk and wander

Til the day is gone.

Then catch me a shooting star

As twilight settles in,

And promise me that like its light,

Our love shall never dim.

Copyright Hannah Scarlett 2012