A Memoir of a Poet

Written by Denis Toh (Date: Tuesday, 10^th May 2005).

When the new season comes,

And the cold weather has gone.

You and I, hand in hand

Gather lilies in the woods.

Shaking free beneath our feet in the dewdrops,

Tasting the sweetness of beads of moisture,

The larks ascending and sing with great joy.

Spring has come, my beautiful one

It is the month of Valentine that lovers bless,

Oh, come then, to this mossy river bank

To discourse of our sweet romance

And renew the vows we love.

Then, entwining our fingers basket-like,

Secret garden we will go

Bringing our content and happiness.

Copyright Protected @ 2005 Denis Toh

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