Whispers of a Playground Love

Beneath the maple’s shadowed arms,

Where laughter laced with youthful charms,

We carved our names into the bark,

A secret held within the park.

Her eyes, like stars in twilight’s hue,

Reflected skies of endless blue.

Her smile, a spark, a fleeting flame,

Lit up the world with just her name.

Barefoot summers, chasing streams,

Her laughter echoed in my dreams.

The daisy chains she’d weave with care,

Adorned her hair like golden prayer.

A gentle breeze would steal her song,

A melody that lingered long.

Our fingertips would briefly meet,

A touch as soft as springtime’s heat.

We built a castle in the sand,

A fortress shaped by tiny hands.

The tide erased it in the night,

Yet memories stayed, forever bright.

In autumn’s amber-painted glow,

She’d teach me words I didn’t know.

Her voice, a whisper, sweet and clear,

A symphony that drew me near.

Years have passed, the seasons spun,

The playground’s silent, games are done.

Yet in my heart, her laughter stays,

A tune that warms my colder days.

Though time has swept us far apart,

She lingers still within my heart.

For childhood love, so pure, so true,

Forever dwells in me and you.