Fondest Thoughts of Carol

   Early in the warm evening I begin my stroll,
under the soft light of the setting sun,
down dark forest paths I slowly trod,
over fertile plains covered with amber waves of grain,
past the crystal blue waters of the lake I go.
   While I wander across the lovely land,
my thoughts sweetly meander back to Carol,
in my mind's all seeing eye I see her lovely face,
long hair blowing in the gentle breeze,
those luscious lips I can almost feel against mine,
her sexy green eyes I recall,
and the way she looked at me.
   Fondest thoughts of Carol flood my mind,
as I stroll past beautiful fields covered with daisies,
their sweet scent reminds me of her delicate perfume,
their simple beauty brings to mind how truly lovely she is.
   Onward I go upon my leisurely journey,
taking in the wonderful sights along the way,
feeling the cool refreshing winds upon my face,
and admiring the stars shining brightly in the sky,
as the moon rises full and bright giving its wonderful light,
remembering how Carol looked on those sweet Autumn nights.
    At last I come to the end of my stroll,
turning back to return the way that I came,
as I retrace my steps my mind fondly drifts back,
to that sweet lady and all that Carol means to me.
              Donavon Scott Vinson

A poem for a dear and special lady in my life.
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