Sometimes
When words of the flesh
Cease to prevent the sound of silence
From resonating in my soul
I dream of a cottage
A little cottage by the sea
With rose vines lingering on the walls
And a garden filled to the brim
With daffodils, tulips and daisies
With a little piano
Whose sweet strains
Fill many a winter’s night with unbound pleasure
I dream of days filled with footloose and fancy free frolicking
Exploring new places
Trying new things
Adding more snapshots to the memory shelf
Each day ending with the joy of falling asleep in each other’s arms
I dream of waking up to the sound of your heartbeat
The most significant sound in my world
I dream of hours spent curled up next to you
Simply listening to your voice
A voice more dear to me
Than any beloved melody
I dream of lingering smiles
Of walking down golden lanes
With the rain pouring down our faces
Of growing old together
Like the beautiful leaves
Of a Canadian autumn
I dream of never ever having to say good bye
Just you and me
In our cottage by the sea.....