A Place of Peace and Beauty

Where we sat when we were children
Dirty knees and broken shoes
Watching boats float down the river
When the sky was always blue
Where the water sang and gurgled
Where you told me of your plans
How we would be rich and famous
Marry when you were a man 
Where I sat alone yet somehow
Comforted throughout the days
When you outgrew the smiles of childhood
And the world took you away
Where I sat that summer Sunday 
With my skirts about my knees
When I heard a blackbird whistle
And my love came back to me

©️Jane Jago 2020