Constance La France Poet Rhyme

My Love Is Deep

 
I meander the winding pebble path
where the bumbles bounce . . . 
holding back my sorrow and wrath,
for my beloved lay in eternal peace;
among bird songs that never cease.

A place of tears and grief alive with life,
oh, still I feel the pain- the knife;
where the bumbles bounce . . . 
among the stone grave markers jewels bloom,
on many a plot, monument and tomb.

My love is deep- my sadness is deeper,
was not ready for that dark reaper;
oh, so quiet, secluded and serene,
where the bumbles bounce . . . 
in this garden of death and green.

I see a butterfly and dragon fly,
and sparrows flutter from trees high;
quick, a squirrel, chipmunk and shy raccoon,
and now a song of love-   I croon,
where the bumbles bounce . . . 

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March 10, 2022 

(inspired by an older poem)


Poetry/Rhyme/My Love Is Deep
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Frederic Parker March 10, 2022 at 4:32 PM the heart contains, the mind remembers, the days and years pass, the road you visit will always be private and lonely...Dear Poet Constance La France March 11, 2022 at 2:05 PM Frederic, thank you so much for the wonderful comment ~ Constance