Lover's Lane - a road in the past

The road is still there, yes...
with trees pushed back on each side
so the canopy no longer exists
the lane wide enough for a two car pass
on good graveled road.
My mother said going down this lane
was where my cousin Lola Joe died.
Other's say it was right at
Hell's Backbone Bridge...either
place stark and beautiful.
I went through Lover's Lane once
with the love of my life on the way
to Posey Lake. We didn't stop.
But I savored the feeling I had
in Lover's Lane on the closed in
old dirt road. It has become a
lovely spot in my memory when
I reach back for moments
and wonder where the years
have gone.