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Down by the Riverside

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida with my wonderful cat Sid.

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I can still see it all,

when we were teens,

you and me,

after school we would shoot out the doors

and away down the street,

straight to the riverside.

where the sunlight was bright

and we would laugh and play,

like children gone wild.

We loved to swing,

trying to fly high into the sky.

Your eyes shining with love,

kisses as sweet as cherries.

We sat on the grass,

watching the river flow by,

seeing the ripples shining like diamonds,

beneath the sun.

The comfort of your hand in mine,

for us everything in this world was fine,

oh, life was going to be grand,

growing up and parting -

was not in our plans.

Wonderful summer days,

the river, you and me,

promises made so special,

from sunrise to sunset.

Dancing by the riverside,

in grass still wet with dew

or in the mellow afternoons,

as shadows grew long,

we’d sing a favorite song.

It was a bittersweet day,

when the doors of high school,

shut behind us forever.

The days of bliss by the river

and our love over with one kiss.

Even though you I will miss,

I’ll keep you in my heart,

though you will have strayed so far

and keep the memories of us alive -

dreaming now alone by the riverside.

© 2019 Gypsy Rose Lee

Comments

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on July 12, 2019:

Hope you all have a great weekend.

Thank you, Brenda.

Glad this reminded you of those happy times, Lorna

Glad this brings back those memories, Eric.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on July 12, 2019:

My two were Oak Creek and the Rio de Flag.

Lorna Lamon on July 12, 2019:

This poem reminds me of carefree days as a child when I used to cycle to the river with my family and friends. We loved to swing from one side of the river to the other on an old rope swing. Life was so simple then.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on July 11, 2019:

Wonderful memories...yes when we were kids we didn't think much about other things in life.

Good read