The Beauty Of Leah - Part 1 Poem by Martin Greyford

My neighbors,
Remember the dawn of youth with
Pleasure and regret its passing;
In a few days,
Loneliness overcame me,
And I tried the grim faces of the books,
I hired a carriage of love and
Started for the house of joy.
As I reached the pine woods
Where people went for picnics,

The drive took a private way,
Shaded with willow trees on each side.
Passing through, we could see the beauty
Of the garden grass,
The grapevines and
The many coloured flowers of April just blossoming.
In a few minutes the carriage stopped
Before a solitary house in the
Midst of a beautiful garden,
The scent of roses,

Gardenia and
Jasmine filled the air.
As I dismounted and enterd
The spacious garden,
Just then a beautiful young woman
Dressed in a gorgeous velvet gown appeared.
When I touched her hand,
It was like a white lily
And a strange pang pierced my heart.
We sat down looking at each other without words.