Mary Forrester Poems

In this still and perished night
On the stairway to the moon
Stars electric blue
Dazzling our view
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Branches gently sway
As autumn leaves glide softly to the ground
Leaves red, yellow, gold and brown
Tiny grey squirrels all around
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Warm and tender is your smile
Your heart a flower growing wild
Your cry loud
But no one heard
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In the stillness of the evening
And the glowing of the sun
Her little white thatched cottage stood
Tis where it all begun
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Skies awashed in blue and pearl
Sun reflects a beam speckled yellow, green and blue
A blush of poppies amidst the meadow, silver green
Gently swaying in the breeze
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I saw him in the fields today
With two horses and a plough
I Waved at him and said hello
And he just mopped his brow
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Stars shining
Golden white
Through the cold and frozen night
Trees laden
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Sun drenched skies of yellow and blue
And my heart with pleasure fills
As I dance with the daffodils
In the meadows and woodlands I knew well
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Through the thorns I see his face
A saviour and my eternal grace
Now from me
He has flown
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In the twilight of the evening
The waters rippled by
In the sky high above
The little birds did fly
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