Remember when we were young
Those long halcyon
days
Down on your dad’s
farm
Joyful hours spent
Idling our time away.
Swinging on that old rustic gate
Roaming the
countryside
Happy lazy days,
Nothing particular to
do
And a world of time to
do it in
They were wonderful
days
They were innocent
days
Before the end of
childhood
Before those weeks
That special summer
So long ago
When you seemed to
transform
Into something new
Like a butterfly
Emerging from its
cocoon
Spreading its wings in
the sun
Displaying fresh
beauty
Your transformation
From the cutely naive
country girl
Awkward and ungainly
Into a beautiful young
woman
An altogether more
graceful being
Though I was fond of the
grubby faced girl
With untidy hair,
wispy and uncombed
I would very soon fall
in love
With the butterfly
that had replace her
With the emergence of
the butterfly girl
With all the beauty
Of the first flower of
spring
We trod an unfamiliar
path
Leaving our childish
games behind
Taking our first
tentative steps
Towards love
A love that was a
stranger to us
Yet we stepped eagerly
in to its turbulent sea
And immersed ourselves
in its waters
We soon knew at once
The excitement of first love
When joy was all we could see
And all of our thoughts
Were only for each other
Sweet moments spent
In blissful adoration
Until love was burnt
deeply on our souls
Now as we walk the
familiar places
As we have so often
done
With scenes much
visited
We can stand in that
spot
Where first I beheld
the butterfly
Resplendent in the
sunlight
And say to you
With heartfelt
sincerity
That I love you still
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