Oh misty morn that clouds my view,
The mountain hides behind your veil,
Frozen is the morning dew,
Sky is but a gloomy grey.
Summer seems so far from reach,
Longing for the glowing sun,
Thoughts of days upon the beach,
Bright pink candy floss and fun.
In the woodland crows fly low,
With menacing cries that fill the air,
Nature changes everyday,
A gift of life we all must share.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like seeking after Love…happy Valentine's Day Jayne! XX
Thank you Rob! No roses for me: (lol x