Ernestine Northover

Rookie - 412 Points (25th March 1943)

Ernestine Northover Poems

121. Blossoming 4/10/2008
122. Bonfire Night 8/30/2005
123. Boots And Brollies 7/3/2007
124. Brave Crusaders 7/11/2006
125. Broken Wings 5/13/2006
126. Budding Ballerina 1/16/2006
127. Call Me Back 12/12/2006
128. Can You Look Down 11/9/2006
129. Can You Not See 12/30/2005
130. Carpet Of Blue 7/15/2007
131. Ceaseless Power 10/19/2006
132. Cerebration 9/22/2005
133. Chasing The Train 6/17/2006
134. Cheerio! 6/12/2008
135. Cheers! 4/17/2007
136. Chelsea Flower Show 9/8/2005
137. Childhood - The 21st Century 8/31/2005
138. Chorus Line 11/8/2005
139. Christmas - A Little Friend's Poem - Written By Amy Boothby, Aged 10 11/18/2005
140. Christmas - Senryus 12/5/2005
141. Christmas Wishes 12/6/2007
142. Cinemascope 1/28/2006
143. Circulation - Senryu 11/18/2005
144. Circus Time 6/6/2006
145. Classy Voyagers 3/10/2008
146. Clear Signs 9/29/2008
147. Climatical Decay 9/24/2007
148. Coffee! 7/27/2006
149. Colour Of The Sun 4/5/2009
150. 'Come On Be Brave! ' (By My Great Niece Kitty Cotton 11 Yrs) 1/12/2010
151. Come Talk With Me 10/8/2006
152. Comes The Changes 2/22/2008
153. Comes The Day 12/26/2005
154. Coming Home 9/8/2005
155. Complete Happiness 6/14/2006
156. Concrete Jungle 1/12/2007
157. Countless Waiting Gems 8/29/2010
158. Crystal Clear 2/19/2008
159. Cupboard Love 12/18/2005
160. Dark Sky's Treat 8/27/2009
Best Poem of Ernestine Northover

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.

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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.

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