Heart In Richwood Poem by Dove Allen

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There’s a road that circles the county
Away from city streets and the crowd
Past an old farm with acres a plenty
To a tree where a young man so proud
Once carved out a sweetheart’s claim
Only for her blue eyes to behold
A dream about love, their family name
The song of his heart, love chords of old.


His love for her was real and so deep
Like his mark on the wood, the same
Were the memories he soon was to keep
And ever in his heart would remain
He placed his words upon hard oak
A note of love for her to see
Lasting truth, which never was spoke
When ever he was in her company


To my dearest one, forever
Keep my love close to your heart
This love of mine ends never
Time cannot tear us apart
For as sure as the acorns fall
Ever so close to their tree
My soul will yearn and then call
Your heart, never be far from me



So many years have come and went
And life’s designs etch his lonesome mind
Pining and longing for his mate, already sent
Remembering vows, he went back to find
Peace, and found his heart in rich wood
Belief of his soul, for all to see
A song of love, that always should
Be hers, his words voiced eternally


To my dearest one, forever
Keep my love close to your heart
This love of mine ends never
And time cannot tear us apart
For as sure as the acorns fall
Ever so close to their tree
My heart does yearn and must call
Your soul, never be far from me



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