PROLOGUE
The poem explores the nostalgia of first love, highlighting cherished memories shared in a secret hideaway beneath an oak tree, where promises of eternal love were made. The narrator reflects on the bittersweet experience of separation caused by circumstances beyond their control. Although time has passed and their first love has moved on, the narrator continues to hold those early memories dear, underscoring that the essence of true love endures. Despite the changes in each other’s lives, including marriage, the narrator conveys a poignant sentiment that their love remains a steadfast promise, cherished in their heart.
A Promise Kept
The snow is falling outside
blanketing the trees far and wide;
It’s nature’s reminder that winter is here.
The cold sensation the air carries
brings back so many memories
of times spent with you in those early years.
Nostalgia tugs at my heartstrings;
Those days of innocence were blessings;
You were my first and forever true love.
You spent so much time with me
in the trunk hole beneath the oak tree;
It was our hideaway from the world above.
It was a place of many first;
It was where you and I rehearsed
our playful exchange of wedding vows.
It was where I took it upon us
to make you a solemn promise
that I’d love you forever as fate would allow.
This young love, your parents didn’t approve;
It was our last winter when your family moved.
I still remember the despair that for days persisted.
Your eyes looked back at me that day
as I watched your family car fade away.
That was when I believed true love really existed.
Now many winters have passed,
You’re now married when I last asked.
I searched for you since the day you left.
You’ll always have a place in my heart,
I hope you’re happy since we’ve been apart.
The love that remains is a promise I’ve unwittingly kept.
Audio Voiceover Narration
Music: Cold Winter by July
