John A. Hancock Poems

I remember British Columbia
The land of sun and rain
Snow capp'd mountains and tall fir trees
And lush green terrain
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For ever shall I love thee
For ever shall my heart beat for only you
For ever shall any word I doth scribe
Be words to tell of my endless love for you
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Even though I hath known you
Just a little while
I miss your pretty face and
Your shinning smile
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When I wake up in the morning
My head feels like its lead
I stare into the mirror
Wishing I was dead
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Such A flower is the rose
Its colour bursting red
Such a flower if the rose
The flower of passion the poets often said
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I cherish evenings when full moons shine
Whilst breaths of autumn whispers thru the trees
And stars twinkle hazed by silver sky
Enhance the soft murmmer of rustling leaves
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A battle won spirits hath renew'd
Coursing slyly thru my veins
Exlixers sought to numb the mind
From the on slot of wanton shame
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I could not stay the tears that well'd
When I a baby's obit beheld
Oh happy child immortalized
Now with love grief to shall lie
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I saw a morning star this morn
Even though the sun shone clear and bright
Tis you that dazzled the clear blue sky
When thee passed within my sight
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Limpid pools of beauty your eyes doth be
As beautiful as the rising sun
The most priceless jewel in the universe be you
Who ever hast gain'd thy heart that man be a lucky one
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