Of this, my heart so eagerly embraced
The plans of youth in dreams retraced
And in that song of once forgotten fire
A burning now of long quenched desire.
See the trees standing tall and austere?
The meadow grass with flowers appear.
Split rail fence
Winding path
Stone wall
Signs of a life,
Proof of it all
The poet seeks to recollect
Through phrases in earnest to reflect
But the pen, in solitude rejects
Through wasted years of hopeful dream
I've not set foot in a single stream
Of longing
Of bitterness
Of regret
These will be this poet's epitaph.
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 3:29 PM UTC
Of this, my heart so eagerly embraced
The plans of youth in dreams retraced
And in that song of once forgotten fire
A burning now of long quenched desire.
See the trees standing tall and austere?
The meadow grass with flowers appear.
Split rail fence
Winding path
Stone wall
Signs of a life,
Proof of it all
The poet seeks to recollect
Through phrases in earnest to reflect
But the pen, in solitude rejects
Through wasted years of hopeful dream
I've not set foot in a single stream
Of longing
Of bitterness
Of regret
These will be this poet's epitaph.
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