Christine Natale

Rookie (August 9,1955 / Glen Ridge, New Jersey)

The Promise - Poem by Christine Natale

Will you go with me a-wandering
Across the summer fields?
We may find ourselves a-wandering
Through green and fragrant woods.

Will you go with me a -wandering
By a silver river’s song?
Just the two of us a-wandering
Through a wild violet dawn.

Will you go with me a-wandering
Upon a mountain’s side?
Shall we find ourselves a-wandering
Where golden eagles glide?

Will you go with me a-wandering
Where salt winds kiss the sand;
And we meet a child wandering
With seashells in her hand?

Will you go with me a-wandering
I will promise only this -
That when we cease our wandering
I’ll leave you with a kiss.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 3, 2008



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