Visiting Poem by Paul Warren

When I visit again with you
The past melts it's way through
And we laugh and do those things
We used to do in our Spring
So young and and so unafraid
Up for any of life's escapades

Those days in sunshine again
Are mine with you my best friend
And each minute we visit in time
Is so precious to me in my mind
So I close my eyes and wish real hard
There you are smiling like we were never apart.

© Paul Warren Poetry