~...In Days Of Yore~ Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

~...In Days Of Yore~

Rating: 4.5


A different sort of glimmer
'Tis shed in Spring time days
Along the red rose gardened path
Where youth and love once stayed

The Light shed 'twas much brighter
The air fresh with a rose kissed mist
The arms of my cherished lover
Brought us together with eternal kiss

But those days they are gone forever
Aging dreams of a rose coloured lane
When my youth took me to higher altitudes
And kept at bay any shred of pain

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Theodora Onken 17 April 2007

Tres Bien, mon ami, tres bien! merci! ..Voulez vous FRENCH? Comprende vous ALL... si vous plait?

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Theodora Onken 17 April 2007

Frank my french can be a little rusty at times. I studied it in high school and well, that has been a great while ago! But there is still a glimmer of it, in my noggin! But thank you my friend. The Red rose does indeed mean love. I love them. Theo

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Theodora Onken 07 September 2007

Sandra, Andrew, Sheila and all, I thank you all from the bottom of my heart! Blessings, Theo

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Sandra Fowler 02 June 2007

Time stands still in this one. Very nostalgic, Theodora. Warmest regards, Sandra

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Andrew mark Wilkinson 29 April 2007

Thy words are sweet music to my eyes, lady thou art a artist indeed, you see old english is not dead, but very much alive in your beautiful head... Andy x 10

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... Sheila 27 April 2007

What a sweet and reminiscent piece. Wonderfully written.

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Patricia Gale 17 April 2007

Beautiful piece Theo...

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