Poem -
An old Song
"Why my heart Burns"
An old Song - “Why my heart Burns”
Let me sing of an old song,
From a time not far beyond,
But from a time not too long.
In a dream I saw a vision,
She stood casting pebbles in repetition,
She would wish with a kiss and toss it in.
I reach out to touch her arm,
A flash intervene and she is gone,
I look to see in vain, only to find her at it again.
I stood staring as she turns,
Only to see why my heart burns,
She was a vision of reality, why my heart so hurts.
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Comments
'She's Like the Wind.' A Beautiful Dream. 🙂
Thank you,
Jacquesʻ Sprokies
I think she is a wandering spirit (ghost) he he he
I think hmmm
A lovely poem x
Thank you,
Being Me
I think she is a ghost of your imagination, and what a good imagination
you're having here. Pretty good, I reckon. B
Thank you,
Bernadete van der Wielen,
yes indeed,
best type of girl friend,
she appear and re-appear when she wants to,
but she never disappear,
heh heh heh