Jayne Davies

Rookie - 162 Points (5th October 1960 / Abercynon, Rhondda Cynon Taff)

Back To Days Of Gold - Poem by Jayne Davies

My memory strays, to childhood days,
Grazed knees and runny noses,
Those distant sounds,
We danced and played,
To, Ring-A-Ring-A-Roses.
Sweet Mothers voice,
As clear as day,
The memory never leaves me,
Those loving eyes,
That meant so much,
If only you were near me.
But years go by,
We must grow old,
For nothing keeps forever,
Remember days as pure as Gold,
Our golden days together.


Comments about Back To Days Of Gold by Jayne Davies

  • Rookie - 377 Points Sina Farajzadeh (12/16/2014 1:33:00 AM)

    We must grow old
    For nothing keeps for ever

    Very nice. I read your poem and it is highly impressive. I don't know if you read William Wordsworth's Ode: On Intimations of Immortality. Your poem and his poem have the same theme. Enjoy reading it if you have not.
    I'd be glad to know your comments on my works too. Good Luck (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 377 Points Sina Farajzadeh (12/16/2014 1:33:00 AM)

    We must grow old
    For nothing keeps for ever

    Very nice. I read your poem and it is highly impressive. I don't know if you read William Wordsworth's Ode: On Intimations of Immortality. Your poem and his poem have the same theme. Enjoy reading it if you have not.
    I'd be glad to know your comments on my works too. Good Luck (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 24, 2014

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 25, 2014


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