The Lake House Prelude

Those days we spent

so faithfully,

spending time,

just you and me.

We’d write songs,

and poetry,

swim in the lake,

sit under trees.

But those leaves fell off,

and it got colder.

You went away,

and we got older.

Those happy days,

gone for now–

I pray they’ll come again,

Some way, somehow.

You’re far away,

and I am here.

Perhaps someday

You will be near.