Memorys Poem by kelley fritz

I sit in the calm of evening on the waves encircled shore, and listen to the music of the waters sullen roar, a senital on duty passes by me on his beat and marks the time with constant feet.

Now i look upon your features and discry the unconcern of the hurting, in whose bossom our loves fires burnand we still be a god of love, so soft and sweet, and i wonder in my musings if you reign above me, ever fresh and true.

But my thougths are wafted backwards on sweet memorys of you, all day and night.

To the scenes of love and friendship around to which my heart will always cling to yours.