PRESSED BLOOMS

 

Pressed blooms

Long since dried

Lovingly preserved

Betwixt printed pages

Mementos of love

From a time long ago

Flowers picked fresh

In the meadow

Where love bloomed

And a kiss was stolen

THE RED LION

 

I met her at the Red Lion

Almost forty years ago

It was in the lounge bar

Beside the fires cozy glow

 

As soon as our eyes met

I was lost and I knew

My heart was hers forever

And cupids aim was true

OVER THE SPAN OF YEARS

 

Over the span of years,

Along the way

My heart has been broken

Time after time

But how can it not break,

When you lose someone

Or when a loved one passes,

Or your child is in pain

Or is unhappy

We don’t live in a bubble

Life is not lived in isolation

And broken hearts do mend

And each repair gives us strength

For the next time

Because a heart never broken,

Is cold and sterile,

And has never known the joy

Of loving another human being 

IT WAS MY GOOD FORTUNE

 

It was my good fortune

That you came my way

For like a broom you swept

My loneliness away

I FIRST SAW YOU

 

I first saw you

As you were advancing

I smiled at you

As your eyes were glancing

And all at once

My heart was dancing

And in a moment

We were both romancing

I NEVER MEANT TO DO IT

 

I never meant to do it

But I did it with ease

In fact it was so simple

It was actually a breeze

So now can you fall?

In love with me please

SINCE WE’VE BEEN APART

 

Since we’ve been apart

My wounded heart

Still bleeds for you

And I pray you’d love me too