our mark

I carved my name into a tree
You carved yours equally
Raw edges sliced into moss-strewn bark
Prettily etched,we left our mark
Matched with a date
For remembrances sake
Now weathered scars they remain
A piece of history from younger days
A lifetime ago it seems
Things were happy,without worry
I miss them times,our adventures
When we'd study woods,swing from branches
I trace the outline of our names
I feel my child smile once again