The Mowing Field
I go up through the mowing field
while my poor heart reviles
it's old passions of long ago
the headless aftermath of the beating past
keeps hanging around like a necklace around my nick
the pain hovers over me like the clouds of gray
half closes is the garden path where you lay
I come to the garden ground
of sober birds sing
while my poor heartaches
I kneel down to pray
but my words was hard for me to say
Oh how much I love you
I do hope you known it
I do hope I gave my all to you
my tears I couldn't hold back
they came down like rain
On the ground the leaves
lingered with the breeze
sweeping them away softly
I end not far from my going forth
to pick up the faded blue rose
of long ago I have given to you on Your grave
Oh ,how my poor heartaches for you
I just hang on to your love I once known
I walk away with no more words I could say
But to put another in the other ones place
With a word I will always love you .
Poetic Lilly Judy Emery (c
Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 5:17 PM UTC
The Mowing Field
I go up through the mowing field
while my poor heart reviles
it's old passions of long ago
the headless aftermath of the beating past
keeps hanging around like a necklace around my nick
the pain hovers over me like the clouds of gray
half closes is the garden path where you lay
I come to the garden ground
of sober birds sing
while my poor heartaches
I kneel down to pray
but my words was hard for me to say
Oh how much I love you
I do hope you known it
I do hope I gave my all to you
my tears I couldn't hold back
they came down like rain
On the ground the leaves
lingered with the breeze
sweeping them away softly
I end not far from my going forth
to pick up the faded blue rose
of long ago I have given to you on Your grave
Oh ,how my poor heartaches for you
I just hang on to your love I once known
I walk away with no more words I could say
But to put another in the other ones place
With a word I will always love you .
Poetic Lilly Judy Emery (c
Death
