Jayne Louise Davies Poems

On the old oak tree,
Where lovers names are written,
Etched forevermore.
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How pleasant it is to know Jayne,
Sometimes she can be a right pain,
She'll talk you to death,
Don't come up for a breath,
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To live peacefully amongst ourselves,
Would be a blessing in itself,
In this life of hatred and war,
Why do good souls have to fall,
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If only to wind back time through the years,
To forget about this moment,
These worries, these fears,
An escape route back through the past,
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I'm just an unknown poet,
Who loves to write a verse,
I enjoy this site immensely,
Through my poems I converse.
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Walk into new year,
With the hope that better things,
Will touch our lives.
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Blooms of beauty,
Roses Red,
There they lay,
On earthly bed,
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That day I wept,
I realised,
That your not coming back,
For grief is such an awful thing,
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The Sun rose high, in the morning sky,
It shone in all its glory,
Drying up the morning dew,
Such beauty there before me.
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The cold winter wind,
Blows fiercely, across the moorland ground,
Quite often such a lonely place,
But beauty all around,
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