April 15, 2008
Feeling the wind
Flow in and out of her fingers
They drove through the park
As well as down memory lane
It started off slow
The memories they reminisced
Their past, the future, and
The things that they missed
They laughed, they cried
And occasionally smiled
While still aimlessly driving
Until they reached a place filled with memory
The water was glistening
From the hot bright sun
They held hands
And walked around
He told her he loved her
And a smile consumed her face
He pulled her in close
So the moment would last

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