4. 1922- A LOVE STORY

I await my beloved

on the banks of the river.

A picnic lunch spread out

on a snow white cloth.


The air is crisp and fresh.

The daffodils and azaleas dance

seductively in the slight breeze.

A bee flits in between the flowers.


My beloved arrives,

resplendent in her flapper dress,

accompanied by an enticing fragrance

and fluttering butterflies.

We talk and eat and laugh asĀ  a steam boat floats by.


I propose and she accepts

on the bank of the river,

bonded by love,

amongst bees and butterflies.


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