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Best Poems From
JOYCE HEMSLEY
(22.9.28)
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Love On His Mind
Oh my darling Lily of the Valley
My dearest Lily of Laguna, I see
Your pure white glow of delight
As across the meadow we wander.
You are my Venus star of the night
In all my dreams we walk and talk
And to me you will always be...
My sweet darling Lily of the Valley.
Joyce Hemsley
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Love Returns
Forty words:
Falling in love as they did before
Because Cupid cast a spell once more.
Juliet's beauty is so appealing
Romeo can't ignore the amorous feeling.
May 'Romance for Two'
Be their honeymoon song,
Bringing happiness to last all life long.
Joyce Hemsley
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Love So Unrequited
Authors: Joyce Hemsley
and John William McGrath.
Sadly, our meetings are very few,
Leaving me crying just for you.
I fear the truth every night and day
Love unrequited is here to stay.
Longing am I to hear your voice
I love you - heaven has made the choice,
Eager to hear your symphony ~
Sing it softly just for me.
Autumn leaves are falling fast,
Trees undressing for winter at last.
Such beautiful mornings are here.
But where are you now my dear?
Feeling that old familiar yearning,
Hands of the clock slowly turning,
And just like a child dreaming alone
I build little sandcastles of my own.
There will never be another you -
There could be no other - it is true!
Your eyes are mesmerizing eyes
And eyes are where true beauty lies.
My life is lonesome each passing hour;
I need you like a bee needs the flower.
You captured this heart ~ but sad to say
Love unrequited is here to stay.
Joyce Hemsley
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Love Speaks To My Heart
Authors: Joyce Hemsley
and John William McGrath.
Concentration on love, my spirit flies high.
God in His Heaven, to His word I cling.
As visions of you descend from the sky
I hear those angel voices sing.
Love speaks to my heart in the Maytime air,
In a world for young lovers to share.
Disturb not reality's magical call.
Minds always young, seek approval.
With love soft as velvet in so many ways,
How could I accept a refusal?
Under your spell, gold and silver I bring;
Diamonds and emeralds shining in spring.
In yesterday's dream, I looked, saw you there
And a place called 'home' touched my soul;
Close by your side, caressing your hair...
Concentration on love was my goal.
Love spoke to my heart in the Maytime air
in a world for young lovers to share.
Joyce Hemsley
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