Fence Mark

Relating a place,
In memory of someone.
It's really a bit difficult thing,
For an elderly like me.

I do remember the places,
Where we used to meet.
The bridge in the country,
And even the wildlife sanctuary.

We didn't create memories,
We both lived them as one.
But now when you ain't here,
I feel a bit lonely,but that's fine.

Remember the fence,
And the Fence Mark.
You craved our name's initials,
On it's dark woody bark.