A Thing Of Beauty Poem by James McLain
A Thing Of Beauty
Rating: ★5.0
A Thing of Beauty; is it's sight of you.
When you come, you leave it bright and clear.
How you love me, I must stand and bow.
Over hammock too my shadow slowly moves.
Dream deep and rise refreshed, too breath as one.
Do not ring your hands or beat your chest.
When I see you move away, please don't cry.
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5/18/2024 8:40:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I really love this poem. Seems like I can't get the first three lines out of my head, not a bad thing, there..(smile)