There Is An Image

There is an image in my mind
An image by the gate
The tall wide shouldered kind
You trust with every fate
And the white myrtle rose
Is such a well groomed hedge
And the orchid surely grows
From that fertile cup of knowledge
O there is an image in my mind
An image in a rocking chair
And children seated at his knees
Web his stories in their fear
Or sail with pirates on British seas
And a child oft stood amazed
At the great recitals of bards gone
And eternal poets that blazed
From the candle of his tongue till dawn
The night long joy of memory.
There is an image that is father
The pain in the heart of history
And the longing each day grows shorter.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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