Basket of Gold

Hand in hand

Walking though the basket of gold

Surrounded by nature’s scent

Barefoot and carefree

Like the precious love in our hearts

Hand in hand

gripping tight refusing to let go

Appreciating the sound of her voice

Marveled by her addicting laughter

Whispering “P.S. I love you”

in her ear and kissing her neck

Under the hundred year oak tree

Hand in Hand

Realizing this hand is the only hand

I want to feel for a lifetime

22 Comments

  1. This is soft sweet easy love! Every line is beautiful but I especially love the last two lines. They bring it all together nicely. The hundred year oak is a beautiful sight. A magnificent poem!:)

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