Beyond Autumn - Poem by Psaltydog's Thoughts
I stand alone on a dew soaked knoll
That’s adorned in emerald green
Yonder trees aglow in golden leaves
Add a vesture to this autumn scene
The chill about me draws from my empty heart
Shall hope be no more?
To wit, known by none if hope should die
Nor if by love that hope should soar
Still, I cannot reach this spectre’s hand
I cannot touch her face
Whilst, with morning fog moving in
She would vanish in a mist of fractured lace
So lost within this morning fog
So lost I cannot comprehend
How two hearts bound neath a simple word
Would venture beyond the trust of friends
Would you hate me should I walk away?
Or, would you hate me should I stay?
What hope hath love in a morning fog
While all is immersed in yesterday?
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