My Heart With Joy Does Sing Poem by Mary Forrester
My Heart With Joy Does Sing
Skies of dusty blue
Drip golden honey dew
And my heart with joy
Does sing
From beneath the stones
The daisies spring
Butter cup and daffodils
A merriment of colour
Springs
Hear the church bells chime
In the far and distant hills
See the swallows swoop
And glide up above the
Meadows high
Skies of dusty blue
Drip golden honey dew.
'Skies of dusty blue Drip golden honey dew.' A nice concept, a beautiful poem. My heart sings in joy as I read!
My heart with joy does sing... i liked the rhythm and beats of the lines! ! !
A lovely poem Mary. I used to live in the countryside (Somerset) and this took me right back there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Mary this beautiful poem made my hear sing. A lovely summer feel to the words