Reflections In The Ripples

Reflections In The Ripples

Reflections of the Ripple

As I sit in the quiet of the morning…
The sun peeks over the mountain ledge…
Reflecting golden rays on the water…
The water rippling under the bridge…

A beautiful bridge crossing over the pond..
Where love was long ago found…
Here in the beauty of the moment…
Where feelings did abound…

The scent of the flowers bring back memories…
Of this former deep love of my past
Where the two of us declared our love…
And to the wind our cares were cast…

Peering down into the water and it’s ripples…
A haunting reflection suddenly appears…
Is it real or is it imaginary…
Now after all of these years…

With the ripples the image is gone…
But the feelings of the heart are still there…
A tear falls into the water…
As into the ripples I stare…

Wishing, hoping and dreaming…
That things so different would have been…
Wishing and hoping and dreaming
For love to cross the bridge again…
© Jeannie Nourse 2003

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