At no time could my heart ever discern reason,
Yet, I tried in the wildflower years to be smart.
Nebulous weather wisely varies every season,
But there is no wisdom in an enamored heart.
Yet, I tried in the wildflower years to be smart.
Sometimes, I really thought I had succeeded.
But there is no wisdom in an enamored heart,
Like a bleeding sun when day has been ceded!
Sometimes, I really thought I had succeeded.
We could have made beautiful music together,
Like a bleeding sun when day has been ceded,
And blue jays fly away with birds of a feather.
We could have made beautiful music together!
Nebulous weather wisely varies every season,
And bluebirds fly away with birds of a feather,
At no time could my heart ever discern reason.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i really love this poem Evelyn especially with using the second line in the verse as the first line in the next Bravo!
It's so great to know you enjoyed my poem, LeeAnn. Thank you very much.