Never growing old

In memory, fantasy
My dreams called out to her.
Her dreams called back to me.
I only saw the things I wanted to see
Saying precisely whatever I think I mean
With words that flow effortlessly
To connect is a charity
Not a brief vacation, but life in a way
Where I can rejoice in more than a break
To cherish every moment
To savor as I sow
The lives that came before me
The love I’ll never know
In Summers green and humid
Autumns red and gold
Winters white and frozen
Springtime buzzing bold
A home warm, inviting
Never feeling cold
Our children outside laughing
Never growing old