Good Times Poem by Kwai Chee Low
Good Times
A long hot day
An ice-cream sundae
It freezes my brain
Still I pray for rain
Beyond the windows
Blue skies and green meadows
A meandering stream
A painter working his dream
Ensconced in my easy chair
By my side my lady fair
Our hearts entwine
Reminiscing of times so fine
Journeys together we made
Walks through woods and glade
Dreams are made of these
Free, dancing in the breeze
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4/24/2024 9:32:37 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Good Times will always be in memory. A beautiful work Kwai Chee. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you, Cigeng. It's in memory of those carefree days...