Mid-Summer Memory

The thousands of rain drops that lightly tapped the lake represent the thoughts of you that penetrate my mind. I find myself thinking of you and what we could be if we were an us. One quiet walk through the park led me not alone but a little more in tune. I found peace in your presence and wanted to hold you there. I knew things were only temporary and that you could not be bothered to stay. An early summer day dream turned into a mid-summer memory.