Counting Past Fountains

Counting past fountains
The steps on the long walk home
Where friends once lived
And others once loved

Stealing the feelings
Of summers with others before
The games we played
And the places we stayed

Laughing through gardens
With shadows and echoes of friends
The look in your eyes
Said “These are the days of our lives”

Standing on sandspits
We both watched the sun set in turn
And like the tide
It was only a matter of time

What do you reckon?

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