Terry, a wise poet with a fresh mind that produces nice and strong works. if we go deeply through his poems we will understand lots of fresh and new meanings of the life those Terry draws them in the best way. the great poems those must be embraced with all of us here. also, there is much truth in your work dear Terry. My best wishes and regards Dear Terry. Ellias.
Young Love lies sleeping
In May-time of the year,
Among the lilies,
Lapped in the tender light:
White lambs come grazing,
White doves come building there:
And round about him
The May-bushes are white.
Soft moss the pillow
For oh, a softer cheek;
Broad leaves cast shadow
Upon the heavy eyes:
There wind and waters
Grow lulled and scarcely speak;
There twilight lingers
The longest in the skies.
Young Love lies dreaming;
But who shall tell the dream?
A perfect sunlight
On rustling forest tips;
Or perfect moonlight
Upon a rippling stream;
Or perfect silence,
Or song of cherished lips.
Burn odours round him
To fill the drowsy air;
Weave silent dances
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Clearly Terry is a poetry Messiah sent here to teach us mere mortals how to throw a poem together! Incredible, intelligent, humble rhymes of distinction. How is it that Terry O'Leary is not a household name? !