Here i sit again it seems,
Overwhelming thoughts appear,
Mind is full of many days,
Sadly gone i shed a tear.
Bluebell wood of splendid scent,
Passes through my memories,
Those childhood days we lovingly spent,
All now just a haze to me.
A stream of light flowed through the trees,
From sunshine's ray that shone so bright,
Butterflies and humming bees,
Endless memories held so tight.
Fill my heart with fondest love,
Those precious days i live no more,
Touch my heart with gentle nudge,
I long to be there like before.
Jayne Louise Davies
Wonderful poem dear poetess....5 stars and to my favourites.
Thank you so much Dillip : ) I appreciate your kind comments x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem Jayne, bluebells are out around the wood and lake I walk around too.
Thank you David : ) I love bluebells x