Mystic Rose Rose Poet Rhyme

Dreams of Italy

Golden plush juicy olives filled with colors sea bright  
from the southern border tall beautiful daisies
that remind me of my mother's floral dress of paisleys    
Alpine mountains that echo my father's youthful sight  
and an ocean so blue it takes my breath away,    
                                               we were married in a little church not far away 
                                    then together we sailed across the sea 
                       Oh Beautiful Italy, 
             remember us, remember me. 

 

January 5 2023

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Sally Eslinger January 12, 2023 at 6:18 PM And you paint me there, seeing, tasting, sensing scents & sights of remembered things i make almost mine! So vivid! Thank you for sharing this! sally Mystic Rose Rose January 12, 2023 at 7:07 PM thank you Sally for commenting, I hope one day to see Italy

Joseph P. DiMino January 6, 2023 at 7:07 PM So beautiful! Very nice descriptive writing. It must have been difficult for my grandparents to leave and come to America. They fished and raised crops. Very little their homeland could not provide for them. But they had their good reasons I guess. Joe. Mystic Rose Rose January 12, 2023 at 7:06 PM Yes Joe I hear its a lovely place, my mom went back when my granny was dying and brought back many movies on reels 8 mm so much memories thankyou for reading

Bj Legros Kelley January 6, 2023 at 1:25 AM Lovely! What a beautiful, sweet poem <3 I want to see Italy, but I suppose that will be only in my dreams. What a gem this precious write. <3 Mystic Rose Rose January 12, 2023 at 7:06 PM I have desire to see it one day too BJ, it was the native land of my mom and dad, yet I never saw it, not until now, maybe some day