Through leafy woodland we wandered <br />when we were young one day, <br />among the purple columbine <br />which was pictured in wild array. <br /> <br />Walking past pink and white roses, <br />soft breezes caressing us there, <br />the scent of sweet lavender lingered <br />across the afternoon air. <br /> <br />We sat in the shade of the maple <br />enjoying a country cream-tea. <br />Oh these were the days of innocence <br />when we knew not our own destiny.<br /><br />Joyce Hemsley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poem-reborn/
