The Promise.

The Promise.
By L.M.Robbins.

We shared our first kiss against that tree,
Then promised our love eternally. 
With loving words, spent so true.
Of your love for me,
My love for you.
So coming back to this first kiss,
Under the tree,
Where we found bliss.
That promise strong, never broken.
We kept those words in youth 
we’d spoken.