Green fields where I long to be
hand in hand, just you, just me
Holding, touching, by my side
happiness, won't be denied
Wading thru' the Autumn leaves
a golden carpet 'mongst the trees
A woodland copse then we will go
where you will love me, hold me so
I'll lay you down on golden leaves
we'll 'moonlight bathe' by silver trees
And there at last all words long done
two silhouettes will merge as one
Few precious moments lost in time
where you will truly there, be mine
Then in the shadows we will stay
watching night, turn into day
If you were ever me to leave
eternity, then I would grieve
I'd walk these fields all on my own
chasing memories, all alone
My Heart would never, find a home ..
This poem just grabs the readers heart with it's beauty. The rhythm and rhyme are excellent..the picture you have painted for the readers mind take you away to those green fields. How beautiful.
1 year ago
by Ben Pickard
The more I read your work, the more I realise that you and I share a love for rhyming romantic poetry - the kind not seen too often in these unromantic times of ours.
This is a stunning little piece that was a real pleasure to read.....and read again!
All the very best