The birds, the squirrels, a sunrise, and a good friend <br /> A walk through the woods hoping it would never end <br /> Time of peace, time of joy, a campfire shared <br /> Two friends, the simple things, just being there <br /> Boating, fishing, exchanging of thoughts <br /> Nonsense, reflections, traditions as taught <br /> Free to be oneself, barriers gone from the start <br /> Understanding with no words, respect of one's heart <br /> A beautiful day and the sun was mounted high <br /> Cotton candy clouds laced across the sky <br /> Trumpeter swans lazily drifting the lake <br /> Chipmunks running in the leaves, I hear the noise they make <br /> Turtles sunning on the bank, geese on the shore <br /> How could anyone ask for more <br /> Vacation days are gone and the armor is put back in place <br /> Time to go home, but these memories I have encased <br /> So when future days are hard and peace I'm trying to find <br /> I can return to the joy found in these days within my mind <br /> So I thank you my friend for being there with me <br /> And sharing those days of tranquility<br /><br />Diana Irish<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-shared/
