Wandering Thoughts

Isn't it strange where the mind will wander,
When given nothing else to ponder...

To that perfect day
We lay in the grass,
Let our hearts entwine,
And the hours pass.

Or an angry night,
Where words were thrown.
Perhaps that's when
The seed was sown.

To the spot we camped,
Or walks together.
The love I thought
We'd share forever.

To tearful times,
Waiting for your call.
Wondering where you were...
If you cared at all.

The quiet nights
And deep romance,
The way you led
Our blissful dance.

And the way you fill
My grieving mind
With memories that
To my heart do bind.

For where ever I drift
One thing is true.
It always leads me
Back...
to...
YOU

©brownowl2012