Reflection in a window pane
The inward eye has seen again,
The face of the inner truth.
Grey hair and glasses
...
Reflection in a window pane
The inward eye has seen again,
The face of the inner truth.
Grey hair and glasses
...
You found me at the pinnacle
Of heartbreak and despair,
You took my hand and led me
Through loves garden of care.
...
Born in Basingstoke, and married with two daughters. One an artist living in Australia, the other in Winchester a psychologist. Have four grandchildren and two great grandchildren. Studied English at Basingstoke College of technology. I love to write poetry about love and nature, and have seven books published in different genres. General poetry, children's poetry, and adult crime fiction. I love to walk in the country where I get a lot of my inspiration from for my writing and which I hope gives people a lot of enjoyment as it does for me to write it.)
Reflection On Life
Reflection in a window pane
The inward eye has seen again,
The face of the inner truth.
Grey hair and glasses
Red veins in the cheek,
Bent like a branch.
Hoping on hope in the reflections pane,
That you'll pass by tomorrow
In cheerful gain.
So as to face the peculiar shape
In a window's embrace.