Our Isle Of Joy.

Goldfinch60



Back home safely,

Had a wonderful few days

Together on our Isle of Joy.

Two old star crossed lovers

Enjoying ourselves as always,

Walking hand in hand along the corridors,

Also hand in hand along the beach,

Never separated.

Our love for each other so strong

Others can see it in us

As we walk together.

We see others in the hotel

And they smile at us,

As we smile and say hello to them,

Such a wonderful place.

Now we are at home

But we will back,

Back on our Isle of Joy soon

Where once more our love exudes,

Exudes into the sea

As we walk by it

Hand in hand.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 19th, 2024 02:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: Had a great few days and we will back on the Isle of Wight in June.
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 9
  • Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet
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  • orchidee

    Good write Gold.
    Would that be VERY old star crossed lovers?
    I must not ask a lady's age, but is Mary millions of years old too?
    KP's no lady, so I ask her age every day. I ask, not the price of fish, but the age of trout. lol.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thanks Orchi, our love for each other is eternal.

      Andy

    • Tom Dylan

      Lovely! It's days like that that stay with you.

      • Goldfinch60

        They certainly do Tom, thank you.

        Andy

      • Accidental Poet

        Everyone needs a home away from home. 😁

        • Goldfinch60

          They surely do AP, we have definitely found ours. Thank you.

          Andy

        • Teddy.15

          Beautiful Andy, your joy and love covers the page my dear friend. I hope the weather was kind and I always think back to when I had my first knickerbockerglory on the isle of white, for me it was like being in the Carribbean when I was.a kid. 🌹

          • Goldfinch60

            So kind Teddy, yes the weather was fine, we walked on the beach every day.

            Andy



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