Sweet Bird of Youth

Sweet Bird of Youth

A Poem by Beatrice Boyle (Grandma Bea)
"

Youth's promise betrayed!

"

Sweet Bird of Youth

 

 

I have seen spring’s awakening

And basked in summer’s sun

I have watched in awe

As autumn’s colors softly sprung

Now that winter’s here

Amid the softly falling snow

I mourn for the beauty

That was lost so long ago.

 

Oh sweet bird of youth

You lavished me with your love

Whispering sweet nothings

Under twinkling stars above

You led me to believe

I’d spend eternity with you

Then without a warning

You disappeared from view!

 

Down through the years

I have searched for you in vain

All I have are memories

Of you that remain

Now, most of my songs

Have been sung

But I cling to the melody

Of when we were young

 

Copright©2008 Beatrice Boyle

(All rights reserved)

 

 

© 2009 Beatrice Boyle (Grandma Bea)


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Beatrice Boyle  (Grandma Bea)
Open for critique = Contest Poem

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Simply lovely! Your poem is very sweet

Posted 15 Years Ago


Honestly, to me, you have this contest won. The poem flowed very well. It was also very nostalgic, but avoided the regular cliche of "Back in the old days" and things like that. I also love how while this poem is very nostalgic, it is kind of like a breath of fresh air. Once again your language is superior.
"Oh sweet bird of youth
You lavished me with your love
Whispering sweet nothings"
^My favorite lines!
This poem is definitely going in the "Favorites" section of my library. Good luck in the contest. :)

I'm clinging to my youth for as long as I can!
-Alaska Frost

Posted 15 Years Ago


A most beautiful penned piece~ THanks for sharing~Fran

Posted 15 Years Ago


Your poem flowed with ease, content was clear and concise, nothing left to question. I believe you have a charming, heartfelt poem that leads the reader to think about their own lost love. Also, you could read this poem in a different way, as we get older, things do change. Our minds get wiser, and that innocent seems to leave us, that gives us knowledge of the world. I enjoyed your poem. ks

Posted 15 Years Ago


I'm sorry, I have no critique to offer! This is a lovely poem indeed! I love nostalgia in words.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Beatrice Boyle  (Grandma Bea)
Beatrice Boyle (Grandma Bea)

Woodcliff Lake, NJ



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Hi from Grandma Bea. I am 81 yrs. young and have been writing for the last 25 years or so. My whole world consists of classical music, Opera ( I was a classicaly trained Soprano, singing Opera, Broa.. more..

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