Ernestine Northover Poems

Green with spendour when Summer's here,
Brown contender in Autumn's sphere,
Bare the branches in Winter's embrace,
New growth created, when Spring shows her face.
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We laugh at the same funny things,
Our quick sense of humour just springs
From being together,
Whatever the weather,
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Our Christmas tree, stood straight and tall,
We had it standing in the hall,
With decorations, sparkling bright,
And baubles, glittering in the light,
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I observed you from across the room
Smiling in your supercilious way,
Demanding attention from all around you.
You had to be the centre of attraction, as usual,
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Within a woods dark glade, the sun had ventured,
And birds warbled with joy, this sight to see.
The shadows gradually fled, as it adventured,
Between the leaves, a homeland for a destiny.
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Take my hand and walk with me
Through this ever changing world.
Along unmarked paths that stretch ahead,
Where our lives become unfurled.
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She is so sweet, and only three feet,
Her golden hair, is only just there,
A smile, a grin, can easily begin,
To charm a Gran, her No.1 fan,
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Well, how nice to see you,
My, what a surprise,
Gosh, it's definitely ages,
How the time flies,
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The 6.15 from Paddinton goes chugging down the track,
The Guard blows on his whistle, and the engine whistles back.
The carriages are following, swaying as they go,
The passengers are also swaying to and fro.
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Now I want to talk, and need to say, a few strong words to you,
But I will tell you right away, that there's one thing you won't do,
You won't start to walk away from me, before you've heard me out,
I'll try and keep my voice real calm, and not begin to shout.
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