it was there in that field,
on that day,
in the frost-filled december breeze–
that i recalled the gold waves in your hair
and the way the sun reflected
our youthful dreams on cold country roads
while we sped on the back of an old 70’s Yamaha
as i held on to you for my dear little life
spanishwoods 
Wonderful, you made me dream!
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Thank you Erika!
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Poignant 🙂
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🙂
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Very nice and thought provoking. I remember some “Youthful dreams on country roads.”
—Mark—
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Good to remember those once in a while. Thanks Mark.
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I remember riding the 70’s Yamaha’s. 🙂
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Yes. 🙂
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Very nice!
(We had an old Honda in the 60’s.)
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Good memories.
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This is beautiful!
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Thank you.
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Simply dreamy and so nostalgic.
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Yes, it made me nostalgic to have that memory jump into my mind.
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Oh I love your poems, and your photos too.
Thank you for visiting my blog also.
I will be back to yours 🙂
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Thank you. You are always welcome.
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