Bank of the roses

The bank of roses

Bank of the roses

On the banks of roses,
my love and I sat down
and I took my violin
to play my love a tune…

An old Irish folk song
So Dear to my heart

The cheerful tunes
Of happiness

Bringing back
The memories of old

Seated on the bank
And dreaming

And so are we
For the time to be

All seated
Row on row

And dreaming…

Old folk songs are the souls of our past.
Time to revive them.

A classic performance

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Kindly yours,
Mlaure , the feather

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Just scribbling about life. Poetry and the wonder of word and language. An allegory says more than long explanations. It sinks and sinks and sinks. And one day... it comes back to the surface!

2 Thoughts to “Bank of the roses”

  1. david r pease

    Love the connection, the simplicity and the the call to wear one of life’s precious smiles… I’ll take it with me…THANK YOU KINDLY

    1. A ray of sunlight
      Reached my heart

      Memories of old
      Long gone

      And yet…

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