The Poets Pluck Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Faithfully, THE TIDE RISES THE TIDE FALLS Water sustains life; pulsing evermore. A GLEAM OF SUNSHINE forever enthralls. Golden lights brighten beyond the shore. A PSALM OF LIFE repeats its vibrant calls. Come; follow me along love’s corridor. THE FIRE OF DRIFTWOOD upon dreams befalls. Hope dances upon the darkening shore. FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS leave prints all can see. Young lovers sing songs that ring in the heart. FLOWERS watch love’s reflections in the sea. So it is now, like Adam and Eve’s start. AUTUMN; then CHRISTMAS BELLS zing Cupid’s spell. Love ignites her passions throughout the night. THE CHILDREN’S HOUR, as we know quite well, Arrives months later, oh, beautiful sight. RAIN IN SUMMER quenches the lust for life. Man and beast seek cool satisfying streams. THE POET’S CALENDAR waits for his wife. The family grows as love births new dreams. 2/14/2017 Inspired by the Contest: The Poet’s Pluck