That Open Gate Poem by Ernestine Northover
That Open Gate
The path led through an open gate
New fresh pastures there to find.
Just a few steps were needed now,
To leave the sad past behind.
An unknown future awaited,
My intrepid heart's desire.
To face a bright new tomorrow,
And set my old world on fire.
A short distance was remaining,
For me and the unexplored,
I crossed over to the unseen,
That the other side had stored.
But the track turned rough and stoney,
And not my so hoped for aim,
So thus back through that open gate,
I returned from whence I came.
© Ernestine Northover
Write comment. Such a beautiful image, Ernestine. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
And sometimes we have no way to return to our original pasture, alas.
We find the same thing when we cross The Pennines from Yorkshire into Lancashire, Ernestine. ha ha
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 8:22:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An unknown future awaited, My intrepid heart's desire. To face a bright new tomorrow, And set my old world on fire." Beautifu..! Dear poet.. liked it most.. Thanks.