We both knew it had been some years
Since we spent much time together.
There were many stories to tell
And so few hours to get all said;
Yet I wanted to share my joy
Of living near mountains and lakes:

Long afternoons by the river,
Listening to its many sounds;
Or the sound of wind through the pines
As it strengthens after sunset.
Lying in high mountain meadows,
Lost for hours in cloud formations
As they race across the blue sky;
Or the scent of the one you love
Intermingled with the perfume
Of various flowering plants;

Wading through knee deep snow to build
A large bonfire beside the lake;
Listening to the forming ice,
Or hearing the soft music played,
Light years away and long ago
From the heart of the Milky Way.

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