New ShootsA Poem by Chris Shaw
September sun has slipped from sight,
in rich delight a sky allures. She wears a shade of crimson rose that floods the river as he flows. I find my thoughts return to you. In solitude there comes a swell, a tide of warmth that rushes in. Its sweetness heady like a scent for love is wondrous when it's meant. I find my thoughts return to you. You tiptoe softly on my soul, while cosy in your mother's womb and you for me are heaven sent. I love you with my heart's content. I find my thoughts return to you. When you arrive what happiness will bless us with your tiny ways. November days will gift us spring. New life, new shoots, new everything. I find my thoughts return to you.
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Added on September 10, 2019Last Updated on September 10, 2019 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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