Together, On a Carriage Road
Two who are one together in love,
On a carriage road in the woods of Maine.
The day was filled with sunshine,
The air was cool and sweet.
It was a fine, wondrous spring day in Maine,
On an old carriage road
That wound through the woods of Acadia in the shadow of Cadillac,
As strong and enduring as the love of the two on it.
Two who had come to be together,
Sharing their joy and love with nature and each other.
Strolling slowly and deliberately,
Talking, laughing, remembering…
Enjoying each and every minute together,
In such beauty and wonder.
The old road wound up and ‘round,
The birds were singing and so were their hearts.
Colorful flowers were blooming like their love for each other.
Great trees were budding like the romance they shared.
And the insects were buzzing a happy tune – and biting too!
At a waterfall they stopped to kiss and watch, hand in hand,
Glistening water cascading over time worn rocks,
An endless stream like their love and life together,
Flowing softly, dancing blissfully onward into the future forever.
Lite as the cool spring air, they walked on side by side,
Winding up and ‘round through woods tall and green,
Over content little bridges and small streams gurgling, “Welcome”,
Past radiant flowers waving, “Hello” in the breeze.
Then ‘round a bend they went, arm in arm,
The old carriage road wound down and ‘round,
The wind whispered a quiet, “Goodbye, see you again sometime.”
They had come to the end of their little adventure,
But only on one carriage road.
There will be many other roads to share,
Just as sweet, exciting and wonderful,
As they travel together on their journey as husband and wife.
Their live together will always be,
As special, beautiful and full of love,
As their stroll one spring day,
In the woods of Maine,
Together, on a carriage road.
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