The sun shone through the leaves,
Casting shadows on the lawn
Following my love's death
I became quiet and withdrawn
A wonderful breeze whispered
The darkest hour is just before the dawn
When you miss your life's reason
Be patient and serene as swan
(2008/6/17)
All I can say is that there's no poet I like than you. Very nice work.
Poignant captivating and gracefully written, a pleasure to read! *10*! Friend Thad
But the dawn always does follow the darkest hour. Take heart. A pleasing, even if sad, poem. Fx
This poem brings out the loss of life, a very good poem and a very good description of the emotion
excellent! when you born in shiraz you could say as this poem! pelase tell more poem...
Such a lovely poem... Oh heart so pained, spring and love will come again! Dorothy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hauntingly beautiful as all your poetry is, and so full of wisdom, thanks, Lynda xx *10*