A Longing In Time Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

That carpet of bluebells,
I remember so well.
Of a time filled with innocence,
So longed for again.

Sounds of pure laughter,
Still ring in my ears,
Those were the best days,
No worries or fears.

Those summers,
The best ones,
That seemed to go on.
The sun on my shoulders,
The birds charming song.

I dream of those good times,
Those days of my youth,
They were the best days,
That's surely the truth.

For all that has passed now,
In mind thus shall stay,
I long for those summers,
I yearn for those days.


Jayne Louise Davies