Mary Forrester

My Heart With Joy Does Sing - Poem by Mary Forrester

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
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.

Comments about My Heart With Joy Does Sing by Mary Forrester

  • Bronze Star - 2,075 Points Noreen Carden (11/19/2014 6:14:00 PM)

    Mary this beautiful poem made my hear sing. A lovely summer feel to the words (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 12,196 Points Khairul Ahsan (10/4/2013 11:06:00 PM)

    'Skies of dusty blue
    Drip golden honey dew.'
    A nice concept, a beautiful poem.
    My heart sings in joy as I read! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,483 Points Shahzia Batool (4/18/2013 11:34:00 AM)

    My heart with joy does sing... i liked the rhythm and beats of the lines! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 4,678 Points Valerie Dohren (3/5/2013 4:40:00 PM)

    Beautiful imagery Mary, very atmospheric of summertime. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 397 Points John Brown (3/4/2013 10:26:00 AM)

    A lovely poem Mary. I used to live in the countryside (Somerset) and this took me right back there. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 3, 2013

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