Seasons Beside The Barrow By Mai Venn Poem by Mai Murphy Venn

Seasons Beside The Barrow By Mai Venn

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It was Spring
When you flowed gently by,
I was but a child
When I wondered and questioned why.
Why does the river keep running on and on?
To where have all the ripples vanished and gone?

It was Summer -
How good you looked
So calm, so quiet.
I was a young woman
Full of dreams of what might,
Strolling along your winding bank;
My hand in his.
As the snowy swans swam by,
He stole a kiss.

It was Autumn
Softly the leaves fell from the trees on your bank.
I was a middle-age woman
Watching the driftwood as it sank.
The family had a picnic
By your banks, so peaceful and still,
My grandchildren played.
As the autumn wine came.
I felt a chill.

Now it was Winter
Crashing waves come over your banks so high.
I am an old lady,
No more I wonder or question why
You symbolize life
Yet you claim it too,
But I wrote this verse
Just from me, to commemorate you.

Monday, June 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The barrow is a river in Ireland and it run along and meets to other rivers. I live in New Ross and it's has many stories to tell.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 30 June 2014

No more I wonder, very fine writing, thanks. please read my poems and comment,

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