Young Love and the Path

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
A middle aged man stumbles upon an old photo. It is a picture of two footprints in the snow. These footprints are of him and his long lost high school sweetheart. He looks at the picture and speaks the words to follow in the poem.

Submitted: April 28, 2013

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Submitted: April 28, 2013




Young Love and the Path


In a picture from the past,

I stop and take a glance,

I suddenly am pulled,

In the snow of cold romance,


Here it was we walked the path,

Between clenched fists of love,

Our young winter season,

We once were turtledoves,


Snowflakes between our lips,

Passion of kiss evermore,

To grow young was a dream,

Yet a nightmare began to bore,


Many seasons have then went by,

And yet still l feel the cold,

My love remains alive and well,

The footprints of time grow old,


When life is near the end,

And wrinkles touch my face,

Thy footprints will remain,

Young love forever trace.

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