curiouswombats LJ ... When you read this you must post a poem.One poem I know without looking up is -
"Little girls should love their brothers,
But I so good have grown,
That I love other people's brothers
Better than my own."
Sorry Nick & Tim ... I do love you (honest!)
Anyway, a proper poem ....
Perhaps (To R.A.L.)
Perhaps some day the sun will shine again,
And I shall see that still the skies are blue,
And feel once more I do not live in vain,
Although bereft of You.
Perhaps the golden meadows at my feet
Will make the sunny hours of spring seem gay,
And I shall find the white May-blossoms sweet,
Though You have passed away.
Perhaps the summer woods will shimmer bright,
And crimson roses once again be fair,
And autumn harvest fields a rich delight,
Although You are not there.
Perhaps some day I shall not shrink in pain
To see the passing of the dying year,
And listen to Christmas songs again,
Although You cannot hear.'
But though kind Time may many joys renew,
There is one greatest joy I shall not know
Again, because my heart for loss of You
Was broken, long ago.
(To R A L)Roland Aubrey Leighton (1895-1915).
© Vera Brittain.
For those who don't know - Vera Brittain, feminist, poet and novelist, was born in Newcastle on 29 December 1893, and was raised in Macclesfield and Buxton. She did later marry and is the mother of Shirley Williams (an English MP)
So now you have read this - post a poem on your LJ.
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