Remember Me. Poem by Laurie hill
Remember Me.
Mists weaving, creeping, past my sight,
Heralding the coming night,
In silence,
Suspended thoughts, in troubled mind,
A memory grasped then left behind,
In darkness,
A distant sound, the weeping girl,
Darker, mists that gently swirl,
Then, the light,
Of the holy sight,
Of heaven and the single saint,
A sight of awe, yet only faint,
The weeping girls last plea,
In love please hear, I beg of thee.
Remember me.
Another movie scene in my head...you're good at this young man! Ruthy
Beautiful, just beautiful. Perhaps the best word combination in the English language is 'Remember me.' A poem with that title can't possibly go wrong. It surely doesn't here. The added element of a crying girl. Now that is a priceless thing. Bravo! GW62
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/1/2024 10:56:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Words are not enough...... This is an awesome work of art..... like a tapestry... each new thread of words blends in with the last.Awesome I am stuck for words.