~~ He Spoke To Me ~~

He spoke to me of Golden Days...
When paychecks were small,
and warm meant sitting by a pot~belly stove.
When days passed slowly and nites were dark,
and people were friends to all.

He spoke to me of Sunny Days...
When he found sea~shells and star~fish,
along with sand~castles and their flags.
When the beach was not oily and grimy,
but breathe takenly beautiful.

He spoke to me of Rainy Days...
When he would jump in puddles and catch a cold.
Of eating chicken soup in warm bowls.
When relaxing was listening
to the rain hit the roof.

He spoke to of Magical Days...
When falling in luv was something special.
Of walking hand in hand along the beach.
When a kiss at the door meant,
Good~nite not Good~bye.

He also spoke these words to me...
" Nothing has to last forever and Nothing ever will "
Of all the things he spoke,
This was the most truthful.
I will cherish these words.