They say a picture paints a thousand words
Well this evokes just five
Five words which mean a lot to me
'It's good to be alive'
I'd walked that path a thousand times
I'd walked as man and boy
It was where I'd learnt to ride my bike
That was my favourite toy
It was where I'd had my first kiss
Where I had fallen in love
Where I had proposed to my sweetheart
As the leaves fell from above
Life came full circle
As I taught my son to ride
When we played hide and seek
I showed him the best place to hide
I lived through the seasons
In that pathway in the woods
It was my safe place
It always felt good
Nostalgia fills the picture frame
I am no longer in my prime
But as I gaze at the picture
The memories are all mine
Great images. Is this a Season poem intended for the November Challenge?
This is just lovely, thank you Julie.