Life's Pages Poem by Ronald Strickland

Under an old oak tree where our initials were carved, that shared our togetherness, a kiss to seal the moment, smiles and laughter are still there when we recall.

The clover patches together searching for the four leaf for luck to keep that love strong.

A swing from a tree branch where together so much love was shared.
Life has turned the pages but all the memories remain.

Love remains when in the heart and mind its recalled, flipping back the pages, stopping to spend a moments the heart and mind reliving it all.

like a novel the mind is full of pages that time lets us flip back though pages and memories are recalled.