Love Poem: Our Destiny

Our Destiny

I pass those old pine trees in the park often, where we liked to just lay talking- holding hands; I stood frozen when they lowered your coffin, now just a sad girl with tangled hair who stands. You would so love it this year my darling, everything is quite green and lush and serene; there is a bird song- oh, it is a starling _ this destiny I could never have foreseen. Inspiration "Under the canopy of the pine trees we lay" _a line by Eve Roper ___________________________ April 6, 2020 Poetry/Rispetto/Our Destiny Copyright Protected ID 20-1241-686-03 All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France Written for Poetic Lines From A Poetry Soup Poet - Eve Roper sponsor, Silent One Third Place