Today the blue and white and lacy branches
Tonight the moon will sport its silver dances
The pinks of dawns that steal the mornings' show
The doomsday clouds of storms the winds that blow
The blazing sunsets burning magnifique
The autumn leaves falling as ground they seek
The sun's relentless glare of days too dry
The sideswept veils of rain that wander by
The snow that falls like theater's magic curtain
In this revealing window's view I'm certain
That I will see your soul after its parting
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Author:
Lorna (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Hello Wednesday - be nice to us..........
- Category: Love
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Comments7
A fine write and clip Lorna. I thought you meant a handsome widow! lol.
Well that too! Grab a cloud and float by sometime!
what a delightful view you have tempted us to take a peek at through your beautiful transom window.. I feel like a naughty boy again.... thank you... Neville
ha ha - cute remark Neville! However after your poem today I think you ARE a naughty boy...... boys will be boys..........
Paints a great picture Hope the window's open.
Wow... Thank you so much think I'll be reading that again
The beauty of nature’s changing artwork is there to thrill us all.
Beatiful
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