
Remembering You
Grey billowing smoke, seeing embers snap
Down in the valley away from the woods
The bonfire blazes as we sip hot chocolate
Marshmallow caress our lips
The smell of fungi in fall is here
Pleasant were our memories of summer
The green grass, the yellow stingers
The laughter playing while tumbling
Barefooted in the warmth of each other
But you are gone, and new friends sing
Together our chorus loudly brings
The season of plenty, our time of death
Though distantly, I’ll remember you
As the Blue Bird of Happiness bequest
©2016 Bonnie Jennings All Rights Reserved
Picture from A Poets Haven (I think)