A nameless poam

OH, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating rounds the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
To which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends he will,
But which it only needs that we fulfill.

BY: J.D. few years ago ...

Still and always I love Gypsy

I love you and I know I never see you again,
Still I remember all those romantic moments,
Still I can see the love in your eyes,
I will never see you again and still I remember How your arms wraped around me,
How can I forget your love when ?
I know you, but at the same time I know I can't kiss you again.
A part of me is lost I never get it again.
your words still make me smile and make me happy.
How can I love you this muche?
But, I will always belong to you.
I can never love any body else the same way again,I think you are gone forever.
Have a great life where ever you are...

J.D. Jan. 22nd Toronto