Back Home To My Girl Poem by Charles M Moore
Back Home To My Girl
I saw the stars weep
in the desert tonight
and I heard the whipoorwill call
all alone in the world
heading west on the trail
how I wish the stars tears
would put paid to my fears
and mend my poor heart
that's been broken apart
and take me back home
to my girl
The ghosts of the winds howl
make sand fountains dance
and swirl with the brushwood
as the moon pays a glance
the shadows leap round
to the wolfs mournful sound
how I wish the winds song
would help me roll along
to lift up my spirit
and take me on with it
returning back home
to my girl.
I enjoyed this so much. It's a gorgeous write. Echoes my youth, and my love of certain music that I heard in my youth. I'm grateful to have read it.
Charlie - If I didn't know better, I'd think you were out here in the Utah desert country! Sounds like a cowboy's lament. Nice change of pace, and a bit sad. Linda
I saw the stars weep in the desert tonight and I heard the whipoorwill call Tis splendid lines to catch the reader, lovely write, hurry home!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Ah, wistful yearning in such capable and poetic hands, this is absolutely beautiful. A keeper. Thank you, Charlie.