The hours measured in solitude
my pride a positive evaluation
expressed in these emotions,
formed in mind and voice
how peacefully there
dreaming the scene.
When night has descended
the clock ticking its time
it"s time for me to write,
this new poem today
she was my teacher
rhyming the words.
“You are my poet of note
show me if you know me
to love reading my lessons,
when writing these faint lines
my words found to be famous."
Her shy voice a lovely memory
singing a sweet lullaby for me
lying in my arms in the dark,
without fear for the future
no tears or sad sorrows
beneath the moonlight.
In a lovely vision scenery
dressed in a silken gown
alive again in my study,
holding pen and paper
with words of comfort.
“I love you dearly
when you are near,
write a poem for me
in sympathy for my love
expressed in new emotions
pride my positive evaluation.”
