Susan Gardner
Posted: October 30th, 2013, 9:22 pm
Beyond the marsh grass and tall dark pines
Rolling land shaded by poplar, hickory and oak
First sight to greet my blurry eyes when I awoke
An ancient sycamore wreathed in wild grape vines
Last night's dreams and the memories they evoke
Like a low burning fire for my mind to gently stoke
Having always analyzed dreams searching for signs
Pondering if her wandering soul meets mine this way
That beautiful honey blonde haired girl I use to know
Twas down in North Hampton almost four decades ago
Deep within my heart Susan Gardner will always stay
Those lovely eyes combined with her soft warm glow
Perhaps she was that one true love I foolishly let go
To Susan this sonnet as a message I shall convey
Rolling land shaded by poplar, hickory and oak
First sight to greet my blurry eyes when I awoke
An ancient sycamore wreathed in wild grape vines
Last night's dreams and the memories they evoke
Like a low burning fire for my mind to gently stoke
Having always analyzed dreams searching for signs
Pondering if her wandering soul meets mine this way
That beautiful honey blonde haired girl I use to know
Twas down in North Hampton almost four decades ago
Deep within my heart Susan Gardner will always stay
Those lovely eyes combined with her soft warm glow
Perhaps she was that one true love I foolishly let go
To Susan this sonnet as a message I shall convey