The Longest Summer Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Oh, my pounding head
Hush! I must lay upon my bed.
'Twas in the summertime I lost you
A long and drawn-out summertime,
How can this tired heart forget
The longest summer yet?

So many tears for love I've shed
For in my life romance is dead.
And here comes another summertime
One more season without 'my all'
How can I ever face the days
From early June until the Fall.

Oh, my pounding head
Hush! I must lay upon my bed.
The trees grow high around me
Covering heaven ~ overpowering me.
They hide someone who loves me
Why are those trees so tall?

So many tears for love I've shed
With no moonlight or roses red,
The midday sun pours on me yet.
But beyond the heartache there maybe
beautiful flowers from Picardy...
At last I will hear you calling me.