Sonnet: A Day Of Days To Remember Poem by Perdita Young (Hanna Wang)
Sonnet: A Day Of Days To Remember
How many days have I known you? I can't tell.
I do wish I could well count, those days of joy
When we shared much, forgot things that annoy,
The envy of many, and bliss seemed to swell...
The budding of my tree blossomed and fell
Since you were away, though the days have passed
So traceless, seemingly the same; I read vast
And casual, to rid nostalgia, to excel...
I tire of novelty, and feel old now,
Before my age. If only I could rightly foresee
That you meant so much; if only I knew how
To treat you as you wished; I'd make the vow
To be close, and from you should never flee.
If only I could tell, I'd be all spray and bough.
April 28th,2010.
I prefer to read it as love ode. Beautifully penned dear poetess Before my age. If only I could rightly foresee That you meant so much; if only I knew how To treat you as you wished; I'd make the vow To be close, and from you should never flee. If only I could tell, I'd be all spray and bough.
It's an elegant poem! Sparkling expression: To treat you as you wished; I'd make the vow/To be close, and from you should never flee. I am delighted to read it again and again!
A good attempt in the chapter of nature, Perdita. You may like to read my poem, Love and. Thanks
It's a lovely poem! You have brilliantly captured the pat memories! So beautiful expression: I tire of novelty, and feel old now, Before my age. If only I could rightly foresee That you meant so much; if only I knew how To treat you as you wished.......Appreciated the sizzling piece of poetry! .........10
Thanks for the reading and commenting...I read the lines you quoted again and feel much encouraged.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The memories of the April 2010 have been hauntingly and touchingly inscribed. Beautiful poem shared. Thanks.