Ernestine Northover

(25th March 1943)

Comes The Changes


When the days are full of fun,
Bright, warm with a lovely sun,
Suddenly comes the changes,
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  • Dee Daffodil (3/2/2008 7:22:00 PM)

    How true Ernestine...life is full of things that shatter the things that matter. Excellent piece of poetry! ! Very lovely!
    Hugs,
    Dee (Report) Reply

  • Lynda Robson (2/26/2008 2:25:00 PM)

    When love comes we see things clearly, as Duncan says there is no mist with you, a lovely poem, thanks, .
    Lynda xxx (Report) Reply

  • Mary Gordley (2/23/2008 6:02:00 PM)

    Ernestine, I love the way the final line plays out. Love, comes in and clears away the mist, what a beautiful thought. Thanks for this sweet poem. (Report) Reply

  • Duncan Wyllie (2/22/2008 4:09:00 PM)

    There is no mist with you Ernestine, just a brilliant veiw for the on-looker, , Love duncan X (Report) Reply

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