Thinking back on that day
so long ago, I always have to ask myself
if my recollection is true.
Did the sunlight and the spray from the falls
really create a rainbowed halo above you?
And did the trout all rise to the surface
at one time just to feed on your beauty?
On even the coldest days the memory
still never fails to warm my heart.
Funny how tomorrow I might smile
thinking of that day so long ago,
and the next shed tears abundant as the falls
that in concert with the sun
sang you forever into my heart.
r ~ 4/4/14
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 4:26 PM UTC
Thinking back on that day
so long ago, I always have to ask myself
if my recollection is true.
Did the sunlight and the spray from the falls
really create a rainbowed halo above you?
And did the trout all rise to the surface
at one time just to feed on your beauty?
On even the coldest days the memory
still never fails to warm my heart.
Funny how tomorrow I might smile
thinking of that day so long ago,
and the next shed tears abundant as the falls
that in concert with the sun
sang you forever into my heart.
r ~ 4/4/14
