Rhythmic Stories April 28, 2022

Bridge by the Hillside Ridge

I will meet you down the hill
past the old bridge
Where the Jasmine is in full bloom
at the end of the ridge

Let’s run together to our sandy bottom
creek bank
Climb on our rock, feet in the water together sink

Lay back and look up At the cornflower blue sky
Neither of us speaks; we only hear each others sighs

The air is crisp, and the smell of Jasmine
floats by

We listen to the sounds as we watch
birds circle high

Hours pass by while we talk some nonsense
Just like we do on days, we meet by our fence

Life is a series of simple interactions
Happy memories made no silly reactions

I will meet you tomorrow same place as usual
We’ll sit together take notes so we can recall

The times we used to run to meet each other
Never thinking past any days or years further

I will meet you down the hill past the old bridge
I will look for you standing by the Jasmine on the ridge

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