R. K. Hart

Children are the gentle breezes for which parents plea.
They come they play around us then they flee.
We would hold them to our breast,
Protecting against all of life's dreadful tests.
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Lovers float gently past Lilly pads flowering,
Swans pass in pairs long necks caressing.
Stealing behind her parasol for a kiss are sweet hearts,
A couple share a basket of small sandwiches and sweet tarts.
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Why do you only see me when I cry,
And not when my eyes are dry.
Only when my happy heart is broken,
And not when happiness has spoken.
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He can open the petal of the dark red rose.
And bring it's sweet scent to my nose.
He can teach a spider to spin its intricate web.
And grow a glorious flower in its dark soiled bed.
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I spoke to the stream about the soft blue of your eyes,
After many a try to copy she failed and cried.
I told the harvest about the colour of your golden hair,
It tried to mimic a beauty beyond compare.
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There is a most wonderful girl who is my sum.
I will tell you now you call Mum.
She has the beauty of the queen of the Nile.
I could not live without the glimpse of her smile.
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The moon has lost it’s comforting embrace,
On the earths’ gentle face.
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Imagine wearing one or more of heavens crowns,
Makes one think in quizzical frowns.
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Did you find this woman beyond worthy?
She would be heavenly, one beyond earthy.
Money does not buy one just so,
Her husband trusts her till his heart does glow.
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Love makes giants out of wimps, men out of boys. Young men feel more manly, young women feel more glamorous. Love makes the heart take flight.


My love flies gently from cloud to cloud,
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I love to walk by the willows along the valley road,
Just before sparkling stars fade and night turns to dawn.
When nocturnal creatures return to their homes,
Lazy mist lifts from the stream and birds greet the morn.
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Roses come into our lives then fade a die,
Some yellow others red as a summer's sky.
There are other roses that enter ones life,
Grand Children, husbands or a wife.
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He Rides The Dog Fence.

He rides the dog fence a top his red grey horse,
Checking for damage, camels, sand, and wild dogs the source.
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Come look at me if you please, a woman honored by all.
To show great strength in sorrow was her call.
From a humble village she came, much bereft.
Nathanael said, "Can anything good come from Nazareth"?
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I was walking by the river one day,
When I saw a young girl throw something away.
She removed it from her hand,
Then with her foot stamped it into snow white sand.
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I myself like to speak plain,
Sometimes others drive me insane.
They say fine is my pronunciation,
And does not produce castigation.
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There are things to search for in your days.
There are things to hunt down to correct our ways
Attributes that make us better men.
Better men for both our wives and children.
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A man stands his fist is clenched,
From it, nought will be wrenched.
He refuses to allow a graceful God to resolve,
His hurts and problems are his to solve.
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Maddie was out shopping with her Mum,
However, Mum was just a little glum.
Mrs Mouse was in her garden picking corn,
You see, yesterday a rose had stuck her with a thorn.
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She sat with her mum and dad in their gumboot house,
Who would I be talking about, of course Maddie the Mouse.
It was getting late for little kid mice,
Mum told her once and told her twice.
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