Fond Memories

Fond Memories

 

She planted her fond memories

beside the trellised garden wall,

and as life’s seasons passed her by

those memories grew so tall.

  Through winter’s cold and April’s rain,

summer’s warmth and autumn’s fall,

although so many times were hard

she held on through them all.

 

She sent out her soft tendrils

 wrapping gently round the wood,

and he in turn gave her support

just like a true friend should,

providing her with structure

when the growing times were good

and a place to rest her beaten brow

when harsh storms brought the flood.

 

As the wheel of fortunes turned,

 and in the midst of winter’s hold,

 the flowers of fond memories left,

and the wood, now tired and old,

began to break and crumble

where once he’d stood so bold.

Afraid to show his weakness,

 his fears of solitude untold.

 

Fear not, she’d never strayed afar

she’d merely bowed her face

and with her strengthened twines of love

 held him firmly, like a brace.

She sent out brand new tendrils

and as the sun resumed its place,

fond memories and a friendship grew

with such amazing grace.

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