Meet Me By The Shore

A sequel to Walking Down To The Lake

There she is, a former glow 
that once filled a room the moment 
she granted it with her presence, 
a memory of what used to be.

The frigid air blowing through the trees 
on this winter night reminds us 
that the warmth we used to know 
left us long ago.

What would it take 
but a grasp of her hand, 
an inviting smile, a long embrace 
to shake off the rigid worn down years.

Is it too late, is it futile 
to think that any chance of rekindling 
is possible after years of solid 

When I asked her here 
fifty-five years ago 
to meet me by the shore 
little did we know, 
little did we care about the world, 
but oh, how we loved. 

When the night stills 
I want to ask her again 
to meet me here at this shore 
and not to begin again, 
but to continue on 
in the love of our lives we once knew.

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Wed 29th Mar 2023 18:56

Thanks Jack for your comment and for reading. I’m so glad that you enjoyed this poem.

Jack Roberts

Thu 23rd Mar 2023 18:24

I really enjoyed this, especially with how you've used it as a sequel. And yes I absolutely agree that love's perseverance is extremely heartwarming.

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