Looking Back Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Looking Back



You were my September love
My romance in the clover.
The golden autumn, ever dear
But kisses like wine are over.

I think back on the golden days
Each one I will remember
I'd run to greet you in the haze
Of summer's dying ember.

You were my sun low in the sky,
My shining silver moon...
And I was the dove, so in love
With you ~ my idol and my groom.

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Joyce Hemsley

Joyce Hemsley

Portsmouth England
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