The Mowing Field
The Mowing Field
I go up through the mowing field
My poor heart reviles it's old passions of long ago
The headless aftermath of the beating past
Keeps hanging around like a necklace around my nick
The pain hovers over me like the clouds of gray
Half closes is the garden path where you lay
I come to the garden ground
The whir of sober birds sing why my poor heartaches
I kneel down to pray but my words was hard for me to say
Oh how much I love you I do hope you known it
I do hope I gave my all to you
My tears I couldn't hold back they came down like rain
On the ground the leaves lingered with the breeze
sweeping them away softly
I end not far from my going forth
to pick up the faded blue rose
Of long ago I have given to you on Your grave
Oh how my poor heartaches for you
I just hang on to your love I once known
As I walk away with no more words I could say
But to put another in the other ones place
With a word I will always love you .
Lilly Emery (c)
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Poetic Judy Lilly Emery
To all my readers you may see that their are grammar errors in my old writings, but these writing are from the 90's ,2000's. I truly didn't think anyone was readying my work . so I just started writing out what I felt and made my pains a story and poems . I had re post these poems and stories all over the internet and I keep them also in file so no one can ever say my work is theirs . I have kept my work as they are just for others to see where it was I started my writing at . The pains are so real not even a game ,The life I had lived I would never wish upon no one . I like to say to all who are taking the steps for change in their life congratulations to the new open doors God bless you . You may have seen my photos on the internet and my writings on Poetry.com and poem hunter etc. you may have seen the hate that others have given to me about my work and my beauty of who I am . But as you can see I will never let the haters Stop me from doing what I love . So I say the same to all of you write your own words and let your heart speak to all your readers . I hope you can understand why I haven't made changes in my work at less not the old ones . My old work are left as they are for me to always remember where it all came from . God bless to all who reads . Lilly Emery /Judy Emery
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