I Love To Go A Wandering Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

Mountain high,
With trees so green,
As I pass by,
It's beauty seen,
For I recall those splendid days,
When we walked,
And talked that way,
The many wild flowers,
We looked upon,
I'd laugh out loud,
When you sang your favourite song.
I love to go a wandering,
Along the mountainside,
Those days were just so pleasant,
When you were by my side.
If there are mountains in heaven,
We'll walk them again one day,
Where you can sing that special song,
Again in your own loving way.

Jayne Louise Davies