- * Enchanted Fantasy * - Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

- * ENCHANTED FANTASY * -



Barefoot there upon the beach
In play by waters edge,
Ebbtide pulling at the sand
The feel of shifting wedge.

The sun so warm upon my skin
Leaving me with such a glow,
Breezes blowing through my hair,
Walking, Oh so very slow.

A look out o'er the Ocean's face
Rich wonders do I see,
As from behind you approach
Silent standing beside me.

The sound of waves in ripple
As they come upon the beach.
Sand castles built by children,
Stand just beyond their reach.

Soak in enchanted fantasy
My love for you imbide.
Those gentle ripples touch my skin
They softly reach inside.

A tremor of excitement
As your love I do enrage,
They'll mystify emotions
And erase this thing called age.

For now we are as children
Our youth so frank and bold.
Each whisper that we murmur,
To Age, life has retold.

And as these waves wash out to sea
Our Love goes on and on
Through out the years...forever
Our Love is now foregone.


Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
Ms. Caroline
© 3-29-06