Ernestine Northover Poems
Hold You In My Smile
Sweet moment, stay with me,
and pray do not flee so soon,
Let me enjoy the bliss of that
first kiss beneath the moon.
I wish to cradle this feeling,
that has only just been found,
A feeling that has unexpectedly
turned my world around.
Do not depart, Oh please remain
within my heart awhile,
So that I can savour you once more,
and hold you in my smile.
* Not Her Choice
Not Her Choice
A lady wrapped up against the cold,
Has ventured out, some food to find.
The snow is quite deep and all is white,
She struggles on with all her might,
It is not easy growing old.