My love let us walk once more
Down that old forgotten lane
Let's trace again that fragile bark
The one in which you carved my name.

The leaves are a brilliant color now
Hues of flaming orange we'll see
Reds that shine in hopes to match
The color of love you gave to me.

That old white fence is standing still
We could stop and reminisce
Remembering the first time met
When you asked me for a kiss.

Oh fond are these sweet momories
Found here down natures lane
Beneath a canopy we spoke our vows
And those promices remain.

Many days have passed us by
Yet your hand still feels the same
Walk with me once more my love
Let us watch the seasons change.

Judith Engstrom Edgerly