The green path was there before us
Leading up to the top of the dale,
My lover and I enjoying the wondrous views
As we walked close to each other.
In the vale below we saw green,
Green of so many different hews
And spots of white all over
As the sheep grazed in the green sward.
Above we heard the sad cry
As a curlew flies above us.
We continue up towards the top
And once there we look all around
At the wondrous dales before us.
So much beauty there,
There for us to enjoy,
As we have done for so many years.
I look at her,
My wondrous wife,
I go to hug her with all my love
And then I awake,
Awake from my glorious dream,
Of walks now passed
That are only there in my memories,
And in my dreams.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Joyce and I used to go up to the Yorkshire Dales on very many occasions - God's Country.
- Category: Love
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A fine write Gold.
Thank you Orchi.
How was this area in 1066? Did we visit it around the time of Hastings?!
This is really quite beautiful Andy .. gave me a warm glow, so it did ..
... and one does not need a doctorate, or an imagination even, to know immediately where the inspiration comes from ......
Neville
Thank you Neville, much appreciated.
Andy
..... and you wish you never woke up ha haa
Very true Amon, but I will be with her one day.
Andy
I'm very much a fan of 'Last of the summer wine' and record all the episodes being re-run. I shall watch a couple directly after i finish my mps comments.
Take a trip by yourself hand in hand with her again to those dales Andy. You know she will enjoy the pleasure of you two being there again.
Thanks d a, we will be back there one day.
Andy
Great morning read, Gold. Thanks for sharing that.
Thank you Jerry, my pleasure.
Andy
May those dreams of togetherness uplift all your daytimes dear Andy - - a wonderful place to have spent time with Joyce and with nature's rich gifts..
Thank you Fay, we are always together in my dreams and will be in reality one day.
Andy
As I read this, I'm also on Youtube listening to The Carpenters Top of the World. And suddenly I realized how appropriate it was. She is with you always Andy.
Very true AP, she is always with me.
Andy
Glad you have beautiful memories!
Thank you RB, there are so many of them.
Andy
you have such a wonderful ear for the music of poetry, so many times I choose to listen to the music you accompany to your write's, before I read the words
and often I find there's a symbiotic chemistry between your poetic lines and the melody you expertly choose
truly, a wonderful gift/ear you have Andy,
'God's country' is simply stunning: Fountains Abbey, Ribblehead and those Washborn reservoir's in all their scenic glory, surreal in that atmospheric night..
personally, I'm drawn to shorelines more than mainland - I am just sucker for that coastal hum of waves breathing to n from, in-sync with my pulses beat..
'Last of the Summer Wine', for me
'is the sound of my father laughing - knowingly
while I watched - him, thoughtfully
a treasured memory!'
Thank you Mek, it is a wonderful place and Joyce and I had such wonderful times up there including going over to Whitby and having the best fish and chips I have ever had, I can even remember the price "Fish and chips, bread and butter, cup of tea - £3.50"
Andy
Really lovely words . Nice place to be . Good to have such lovely memories
Yes I am lucky to have those memories, thank you yellowrose.
Andy
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