IAN’S SONNETS
A COLLECTION OF POEMS INSPIRED BY THE MOTHER’S LOVE GOD SEEDED IN ME
A COLLECTION OF POEMS INSPIRED BY THE MOTHER’S LOVE GOD SEEDED IN ME
Passing days 1981
The passing days will quiet down
The heat of passion in the heart
And sooth the burning grief that’s sown
When flowers of your love depart.
The passing days will quiet down
The heat of passion in the heart
And sooth the burning grief that’s sown
When flowers of your love depart.
5 of 12
5 of 12
Roses December 29th 1981
A blaze of colour, red and green
And some reflections in between.
Sadness comes but loving too.
The glorious blooms stand proud for you.
Each flower, each petal, perfect red,
Are moments, meetings, in their stead.
Shyly starting, tender buds
Opening in many moods.
Some decay like day long meets,
Others drop, are gone, like treats.
The leaves, however, green and plain,
‘Present life’s steadfast, endless lane.
The life-spark goes, the moistness dries
But green remains to taunt our eyes,
Reminding us that life goes on
Though gorgeous blooms are dead and gone
A blaze of colour, red and green
And some reflections in between.
Sadness comes but loving too.
The glorious blooms stand proud for you.
Each flower, each petal, perfect red,
Are moments, meetings, in their stead.
Shyly starting, tender buds
Opening in many moods.
Some decay like day long meets,
Others drop, are gone, like treats.
The leaves, however, green and plain,
‘Present life’s steadfast, endless lane.
The life-
Reminding us that life goes on
Though gorgeous blooms are dead and gone
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