Unto the callow youth and the wise and old seeking rest,
But the innocent and pure of humble life’s best,
From the mindful gaze to the sharpest eye,
One sorrowful day we will see the mellow sky,
The blissful clouds and the sun gleaming butter yellow,
The fields of corn and wheat where the bull stands solemn and mellow,
That make the shy bird start and take wing into the brilliant sky,
The day we close our sorrowful eye.
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I really like this poem!
Thank you very much, that’s really nice of you to say that!
Thank you very much! That’s very kind of you to say that!!
Brilliant poem, very talented young man ?
hey man, this is really good! so evocative and thought provoking. well done!
What a talent you have, I hope to read more..
Gosh Suilven that was very moving. Beautifully written. I’m impressed, well done.
Suilven, what a moving and thoughtful poem. I hope we will see much more from you in the years to come.
You truely are a gifted wordsmith xxxp
Wow you have a rare talent with words there Suilven and I look forward to reading more of your work
Hi suilven, what a great poem! You are so articulate with your words! Well done, look forward to hearing some more. Also love your sketches and drawings, you are a talented young man!! Much love to you all.xxx