Oh To Be Like My Flowering Cherry Tree
In Spring she blossoms forth,
no concerns of what to wear,
festooned in flowered finery.
In Spring she blossoms forth,
no concerns of what to wear,
festooned in flowered finery.
No, no, no - I feel really low
I don't want to go to the ball.
My hair is a mess - I can't find a dress
My tasks for Christmas have begun
once the mistletoe's been hung.
Wrapped up presents under the tree,
Another lovely poem, Ann. Best wishes, John Alexander.
I hear a muffled creak,
is that those old oak floors?
I see some dancing shadows,
Thank you - it is always so rewarding to receive pleasant comments.
in Husband Death Poems
A glass of wine nearby, he sat,
his spaniel beside him on the grass,
he flicked away a solitary wasp,
a buzzard circled overhead.
Thank you, John. I am struggling on - quite hard as we were together for well over 50 years. However, kind understanding comments like yours do help.
How lovely to read a poem which brought a smile to my face. Thank you. Best wishes, Ann.
A very special poem - you make it clear that family matters above all. Very best wishes, Ann.
'In every ending a new chapter begins' - a beautiful line - oh, how I hope you are right.
Very best wishes, Ann
Hurray - another wonderful poem! I always relate to every word you write. Please keep them coming, they brighten up my life no end. Very best wishes, Ann
I'm old enough to really appreciate this poem! I'm another one who loves the way Maya Angelou writes.