Looking Down On Lakeside Poem by Dan Reynolds
Looking Down On Lakeside
I stood in awe, on Gummer's Howe
and gazed down on Lakeside.
As Windermere caressed my brow,
a wind-borne inland tide
of lost emotions from the dark
came flooding back to play,
whilst punctuating Fellfoot Park
and brightening my day.
How can we dwell on sorrows gone
when nature brings these gems?
Each treasure will
my measure fill
my bursting dam, it stems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/8/2024 9:35:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
