Photo by Mike B on

Bluebells in the meadow
reflected the colour of her eyes
as they laid together
under fresh spring skies.

Months were long when summer came
and the sun glistened in her hair.
They sat on the rivers edge
together, without a care.

Autumn called with jewels of gold,
their lips came together under weakening rays.
They kicked and laughed
running through the cooling days.

They wanted forever and a day
until winter brought a mighty chill
to the love that was growing
but now, lay dead and still.

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