Treasure Island

Helen Gaudin


Young Love


Young love swiftly flown
Looked back upon with sweet delight
The memory of a love so full
The inconceivable idea that we would part
Our world wrapped around each other
Forever friends, our life would always be together
But time and world moved and changed
You went away, and day by day my world turned
Challenges arose and life was lived
And you went from my mind and from my heart
A busy life, a full life, new loves, new lives, new joys
Life was lived
As age increased, challenges lessened, time slowed and allowed for reflection
One day, a name in the newspaper
From the depths of mind and heart a memory arose of a young love swiftly flown.

Submitted: Saturday, September 14, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013
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