Biggus
07-13-2013, 04:42 AM
LEAVING WINTERS SHADOW
When we come out
Of winters shadow
And it’s finally spring
There is fire in my heart.
And a lightness in my step
And the world seems full
Of infinite possibilities
WE WERE ONCE INSEPARABLE # 2
We were once inseparable
Tied with the bonds of love
But when the day came
When bonds become restraints
Love melted into the ether
And the ties that bound
Turned inexorably to dust
I WOULD HAVE GIVEN HER MY WORLD
I would have given her my world
I would have made myself into a mug
I would have done all this and more
Just to feel the warmth of a single hug
THE RED LION
I met her at the Red Lion
Almost forty years ago
It was in the lounge bar
Beside the fires cozy glow
As soon as our eyes met
I was lost and I knew
My heart was hers forever
And cupids aim was true
RED SAILS IN THE SUNSET
The Platter’s were crooning
“Red Sails in the sunset”
So I asked her to dance
And the moment our eyes met
My heart sailed away
And it hasn’t returned yet
PRESSED BLOOMS
Pressed blooms
Long since dried
Lovingly preserved
Betwixt printed pages
Mementos of love
From a time long ago
Flowers picked fresh
In the meadow
Where love bloomed
And a kiss was stolen
When we come out
Of winters shadow
And it’s finally spring
There is fire in my heart.
And a lightness in my step
And the world seems full
Of infinite possibilities
WE WERE ONCE INSEPARABLE # 2
We were once inseparable
Tied with the bonds of love
But when the day came
When bonds become restraints
Love melted into the ether
And the ties that bound
Turned inexorably to dust
I WOULD HAVE GIVEN HER MY WORLD
I would have given her my world
I would have made myself into a mug
I would have done all this and more
Just to feel the warmth of a single hug
THE RED LION
I met her at the Red Lion
Almost forty years ago
It was in the lounge bar
Beside the fires cozy glow
As soon as our eyes met
I was lost and I knew
My heart was hers forever
And cupids aim was true
RED SAILS IN THE SUNSET
The Platter’s were crooning
“Red Sails in the sunset”
So I asked her to dance
And the moment our eyes met
My heart sailed away
And it hasn’t returned yet
PRESSED BLOOMS
Pressed blooms
Long since dried
Lovingly preserved
Betwixt printed pages
Mementos of love
From a time long ago
Flowers picked fresh
In the meadow
Where love bloomed
And a kiss was stolen