MY LOVE

My love is like a clear spring day
whose golden sunbeams go their way
and suddenly explode in dew
to sparkle once again like new

Like spying a small calf just born
a frolickin' this sunny morn
crying out with joyful bleat
while running 'round on tireless feet

It fills me with a joy profound
like spotting a quail upon the ground
her young ones following around
this bird not sure just where it's bound

Like petals of a new bloomed flower
still dampened from last night's spring shower
heavenward its substance towers
shouting forth about God's powers

My love is like a budding tree
I hope she feels the same toward me

Written in 1971 to future wife ,Susan

— scribbler, May 21, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Frost, Burns, Longfellow, Poe, and Johnson. I guess you've noticed these are all past masters. Other than folks on site I don't read any contemporary poets .

Critiques

magics02

16 years ago

Great one Scribe

You keep up the good works I just noticed the rythming was good and you went from an aabb to an aaaa, if that makes any sense tonite. I still love it and you know I see you getting along just fine in here. Kudos to you my scribe!! on't ever let the ink run dry... Love Mona your biggest fan LOL TIME well spent is TIME well lived

Seren

16 years ago

Dear Scribbler

there is a gentle honesty in this write a young you and so different from your other writes but I loved this, going back in the mind of a poet ... love and hugs Jayne-Chloe ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")

scribbler

16 years ago