Lovers In Autumn

Poem By Rob Hoey

Under a bough by the edge of a glen
a blanket of leaves were spread,
His chest became her pillow,
The earth became their bed;
They laid in twinkling shadow,
Their eyes bathed with leaves and sky,
'What e'er shall you do, my Darling, '
she said,
'when next year at this time I've died? '

'I'll pluck from the earth a red rose,
My face will be turned in a frown,
I'll whisper your name o'er and o'er,
And stormingly tears will flow down.'

Comments about Lovers In Autumn

Beautiful romantic piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned with conviction. An insightful work of art, lovely and very passionate. Thanks for sharing, Rob.
A most excellent write! I totally agree with Richard, I'll be looking for more. Best CJ
I hope this is the first of many Rob. excellent poem!

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