As I sit looking

out across the pond, book closed,

tea at the ready,

my thoughts turn to you now, to

you then  – when we were

new to this pond, to this place,

and you still new to

this world. You were charmed then by

fish and dragonflies.

A young woman now, you’re off

to explore other

ponds and places while I hold

   fast to tea and memories.

                                                                                                              JDG