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Best Poems From
JOYCE HEMSLEY
(22.9.28)
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Each New Dawn Is As The First
My eyes have seen the wonders of life
I am a poet, a writer of verse.
I love the moorland
love Chopin's music
the flight of the bee
and the shepherd's purse.
My nights have been wonderful nights
my fears the Lord has quickly reversed.
I love the rainbow
to dance upon it
with pretty steps
so well rehearsed.
My life has been a beautiful life
I've never hungered or known real strife.
I love the mountains
love Handel's music
and each new dawn
is as the first.
Joyce Hemsley
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Fun In The Sun
Springtime is over now my dear
Days of July are nigh,
Resorts being crowded with visitors
How nice it is to fly!
We welcome holiday gaiety
Sunbathing close to the sea,
And building castles on golden sand
How nice to be a happy family!
Joyce Hemsley
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His Country Girl
Sweet country girl, I now unfurl
the love I hold for thee,
and how I find pure peace of mind
when you give your heart to me.
We are as one, and we are young
dear maid in jeans of blue...
I love you well, in love I fell
with pretty graceful you.
As months go by, I wonder why
God sent you to my side;
a rare gem-stone to call my own
my future country bride.
When village church bells chime
I shall know that you are mine.
Joyce Hemsley
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Humorous Parody
North winds may blow
They don't always bring snow.
Little Bo Peep and Little Boy Blue
Fell in love, and they lived in a shoe,
Soon to be singing rock-a-by-baby
Soon to be playing pat-a-cake too.
But Little Bo Peep went back to her sheep.
Said Little Boy Blue ~ 'well buckle my shoe'
Now what on earth shall I do? '
Said one wise owl ~ 'throw in the towel'.
Solomon Grundy said 'wait until Monday'.
'We suggest you leave it at that' said
Little Miss Muffat and poor Jack Spratt...
'And the sun may come smiling through'.
North winds may blow
They don't always bring snow.
Joyce Hemsley
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