Green to BlewA Poem by John PrestonGreen to blew my heart is true. See in the sky how high I fly,
looking down Do you see that town? Nothing is moving because of you. You’re slumber makes the world stand
still. Arise, wake up; the moons had enough. See the sun’s rays beyond hill range? He’s holding still, waiting for Jill. Even the rain is waiting patiently. Come sweet child open thy eyes. Eastern wind won't even blow. The birds are waiting, need fly high
to swoop and dive before they die. Oh come, wake up sleepy head-why?
Do we have to blow the wake-up horn? A mighty raw, wake the heavens for
sure. The stars they twinkle, awaiting so
still. I’m flying high waiting for Jill. Green to blue the sea needs to move. Moon; she turns our ocean tides. Woe betide " Time to rise make some pies. © 2016 John Preston |
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Added on October 13, 2016 Last Updated on October 13, 2016 AuthorJohn PrestonAshbourne, Derbyshire Dales, United KingdomAboutI'm past my time not long to go, but ha I'll just keep going, day by day one step at a time. I can not write but I try poetry, rime a little story. Please comment as you feel. It's good to know. Dy.. more..Writing
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