beyond the bridge a secret spot
provides a place for boys to fish
and silent paths that time forgot
where lovers go to stroll and kiss
and farther up a swimming hole
where summer laughter can be heard
never fails to soothe the soul
as bygone memories are stirred
I often go there even now
when mockingbirds awaken spring
for long ago I made a vow
to cherish all that seasons bring
although the years obscure the past
and strength and passion fade away
some things it seems will always last
like hopeful dreams of yesterday
I still can see that treasured creek
with crystal waters flowing free
where youth and love forever speak
like blessings from infinity
An amazing poem that brings alive the charm of a lovely place tucked in the lap of nature's green. A feast to the lovers of nature. Thanks for sharing. I shall quote some lines about the place which: never fails to soothe the soul as bygone memories are stirred
Thank you so much for commenting. Glad you liked it. One of my recurrent themes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Into notice for translation, Barry. The colours of feelings painted so vivid, stirred bygone memomories of mine too.
I am flattered as always Dimitrios. Glad you find it worthy of translating. Thanks.