My dearest, here I am planning
a trip down the lane to the sea,
in August as the sun is shining
and you're there to comfort me.
A breathtaking fantasy.
Over the fields we will ramble
picking fruit from God's bramble
soft fruit for jelly & blackberry pie,
oh happy day ~ sing I, sing I,
as my eyes point up to the sky.
We should be well-nourished
with His gift of the purest,
edible berries, and vitamin 'C'
giving us strength and vitality,
ever to be in love you see.
My dearest, here I am planning
a breathtaking trip to the sea,
down lover's lane so beguiling,
berries will grow wild and free.
A breathtaking fantasy.
Awww Justine it brings to mind hot late summer days, made for love...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dream on Justine! While your heart is light, the words will flow like wine from your pen. love, Allie xxxx