Thursday, December 16, 2010
WINTER LOVE MELANCHOLY,
Version Two, December 2010
The seabirds cry by the sea,
Their songs are sad,
Their refrains freight my melancholy.
And in the distance a fog horn,
It, too, sounds a plaintive note;
It repeatedly revives my sorrow.
There is a damp, hard, winter wind.
It beats on me, causes terrible chill.
The nights remain very long;
I fear that I may have lost forever
The memory of how the summer sun warms.
And now my mind succumbs to a foreboding.
Oh the dread that I might never kiss you again!
Posted by STANLEY PACION at 1:09 AM