Monday, July 20, 2009


We both remembered when the wind whispered
Over the mountain top and through the tall
Pine trees and beyond the river bend

Where we found lovers path in the peaceful
Valley as a beautiful moon shined below
It was paradise to a place where we had been

Within my tomorrows my heart wants
To go back to those days but we quarrel
On the riverbank where it all began

Our love had become broken from the ashes
Of heartbreak I will arise Triumphant again.

©Johanna Fields

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