Where Have All the Flowers Gone
Where have all the flowers gone,
and sun’s soft smile at break of dawn;
moonbeams glowing on the lawn
as dusk gives in to sleepy yawn.
Life goes by fast, those days have passed,
for dreams don’t last, our die was cast.
Missing now the gentle breeze
that wafted softly through the trees;
leaving hearts to feel at ease
while passions gently sought to please.
Longing for those summer nights
when tender feelings felt so right;
strolling ‘neath the pale moonlight
as beams surrounded with delight.
Love comes and goes, and no one knows
why love’s sad lows on us impose.
Suddenly a dream unknown
I found myself there all alone;
leaving me without atone,
my beautiful sweet bird had flown.
By myself I just hang on
through dark of night till break of dawn;
hiding tears with curtains drawn;
O where have all the flowers gone.
November 15, 2019
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2019
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