the-memory-of-love

The Little Church in the Glade

A vision of heaven walking softly  
down the little church in the glade
with our loved ones watching on 
our lifelong promises were made

You smiled while I read my poetry
I sat silently listening to you sing
your love kept me warm in winter 
and gave me life anew in spring

Many years passed much was lost
countless nights as one we cried
yet even in the lowest of moments  
we knew our love had never died  

Today I see that we are blessed
and not one memory would I trade
since that day I watched you walk
down the little church in the glade