Joyce Hemsley

Rookie (22.9.28 / Portsmouth England)

He Is The One - Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Sunday is the day
I receive his red roses;
he charms my whole being
as sweet words he discloses.

I savour each moment
with a heart young and gay
but dread darkest midnight
when the dream slips away.

With him near, I am joyous
my soul it is light...
without him, there's nothing
but darkest midnight.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 14, 2008

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