The Old Path

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The Old Path

I dream of walking back the old path, dear

Humming softly along the road

Inhale the scent of the dewy air

To feel it’s droplets on my long hair

In the tranquil of misty morning

And there you stood

At the end of the road

Amidst the flying dragonfly

Through the haze of the first light

I dream of walking back the old path, dear

I dream of an enchanted evening

Standing next to you in the shade of the weeping moss

Lose in the touch of the gentle wind

As we cherished the petals of dreams

Spread in the air

And fall softly all around us

I long to walk back the old path, dear

The colorful path we once walk together

Reaching out for the bliss of yesterday

A life…a million miles away from today

To stay a little while

Wishing for your smile

But dear, the path is no more there

Our story  was a bygone memory

What’s left… is silence and  gray

~Christine~
~24th October 2013~

~Labuan Island~