I pick dandelions
In the early spring
When I think of you
"She loves me . . . "
I cut the rose blooms
In the summer morn
And I am pricked
By the remembrance of you
I walk in the autumn golds
As I shuffle with the agony
Of the memory
Yes I do
Now in my winter's demise
I wrap the cloth of your smile
Around the cold heart's desire
That I once had for you
There will be no dandelions
This spring
No roses this summer
No leaves with autumn's colors
Without the smile of you
- Author: swingline (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 31st, 2017 00:32
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments7
This is a delightful poem s - simple, unpretentious yet so beautiful - 'I wrap the cloth of your smile' - lovely line - your work is so good.
Thank you so much Michael for such a glowing comment .
Beautiful write. Thank you.
Thank you Goldfinch60 for reading .
A fine write S. Our guinea pigs, similar to those in my pic, get our dandelion leaves. We have 4 of them! Ahhh!
Can you loan some out ?Thank you orchidee for reading .
Doubt it Swing - the piggies will eat as many leaves as they can! You can have the yellow flowers if that's any use?! lol. Or you mean loan out the piggies to eat the leaves?
Ha ha yes orchidee .
Beautiful and delightful, great write
Thank you Tony 36 for reading and your comment .
Welcome
Lovely.
Thank you Augustus for reading .
What a lovely poem
SL this is so very good
Thank you so much P.H.Rose .
Beautiful
Thank you once again thehippiepoet .
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