I HEARD A LOVE SONG
(5 November 2007, Victory Park, by Carl A. Patton)
The wind blew soft and gentle,
as the trees danced and moved.
I felt a love song, as fresh youth
blossomed in my heart as this
was only a memory.
Not knowing love in spring time
summer are fall would be a tragedy.
Beloved there was also winter love.
I pity those that lack knowledge
of the young at heart.† The thoughtful
saw romantic interludes, these
were cherished moments.
However who will call on the
poems of love? Some that
have seen it is tragic yet
when they donít tell about it.
Is there surely a gentlemanís testimony
about things of love? Meanwhile the poets
write. They also think and dream. There
are many thoughts to mediate on?
There were no intimate thoughts
told as the greatest pleasure
resided with the poet who
could tell of bliss and love
in many ways.
The love songs will always sing
for the righteous who understand
the moods of love.
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