New England,
You are a beautiful dance,
each moment is a pleasure,
each sight a romance.
In the heart of your beauty,
my soul takes flight,
by a serene lakeside
bathed in moonlight.
I stood on a mountain peak
taking in the view,
I relaxed on sandy beaches
refreshed, I was renewed.
While walking between trees
I listened to the peaceful lull
then I paused to sit by the river
as my heart felt full.
I wrote this love letter
to a captivating place,
I'm besotted, breathtaken
by your splendour and grace.
©️Lizzie Bevis
Nov 6, 2024
Nov 6, 2024 at 7:28 PM UTC
New England,
You are a beautiful dance,
each moment is a pleasure,
each sight a romance.
In the heart of your beauty,
my soul takes flight,
by a serene lakeside
bathed in moonlight.
I stood on a mountain peak
taking in the view,
I relaxed on sandy beaches
refreshed, I was renewed.
While walking between trees
I listened to the peaceful lull
then I paused to sit by the river
as my heart felt full.
I wrote this love letter
to a captivating place,
I'm besotted, breathtaken
by your splendour and grace.
©️Lizzie Bevis
This poem was written many moons ago when I stopped and sat by Point Judith in Wakefield, RI in 2005 after exploring the North East of America.
I had the best time.
