Quality Time Poem by David Harris
Quality Time
The trickling waters of a stream
close to the trees where lovers lean.
Where arms embrace
and love fills the air.
A serene stillness hangs over there.
We journey through life
always trying to find
those quiet places
that will give us peace of mind.
When we find them,
we keep them protected
so we can journey there
whenever we need some quality time.
29 October 2008
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