Under the damp earth a single coin lay Buried for centuries and lost to time Gazes to sunlight without sheen Browns and dull greens tarnish the once beautiful silver Etchings, eaten away by ground water, are misshapen and indecipherable Only a half-visible face with a…

together they slipped away, running easily down through the wood, where the first primroses were beginning to bloom in the bliss of new love as each season passed, the forest grew with them the primroses, waxed and waned, the trees stood tall and steady and…