Like the bee upon the clover

By well-wisher

Sat, 23 Mar 2013

2 comments

Like the bee upon the clover,
you, my lover, will always be
until the white cliffs of dover
wash away into the sea.

Like the booming of the bittern
is this love that swells my heart.
Long as rain falls down on Britain,
I pray, that we shall never part.

Permalink Submitted by jolono on Sun, 2013-03-24 12:07

Lovely words WW. Last two lines were perfect.

Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on Sun, 2013-03-24 13:11

I don't know about rain...more like snow at the moment;-) Lovely poem, and I can't wait to see that 'bee upon the clover'. Tina