Till Leaves They Fall the Sycamore

A perfect day for love, resting in the shade.

Till Leaves they Fall the Sycamore

By Jack Ivey

 

Where sunlight meets the coming day

In throws of grand design

Below a canopy of dreams

To flow about the mind

 

As glory comes before our eyes

In simple majesty

To bring the sense of love we feel

Of what shall always be

 

For on the eve of perfect scenes

Till waking comes as part

Along the winding pathway lays

The beating of a heart

 

Beneath a wondrous sycamore

With leaves so full and green

A resting spot we choose to sit

Amongst this life we seed

 

Gracefully a wind does run

Now scented with the fall

Through twisted branch so softly sings

Upon our souls to call

 

Though when my voice does find the verse

To you these words I say

In all that love does offer me

You take my heart away

 

Wrapping it in tenderness

So warm the touch does feel

In quaking shoes I walk along

Rejoicing this is real

 

Till leaves they fall the sycamore

We sit within its view

Neath branches formed I offer this

My love forever true

 

Author's Note

A poetic piece of nature

Reviews

[Marie]

A nature poem and a love poem as well.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Marie

[David Scott]

Ah... Now this was a splash of love thrown into the air to mist the face with a fresh embrace.
Well done.

[Jack...]

Thank you very much.

[Sami Khalil]

A picture drawn about nature that takes you the magic of sitting under a shady tree and enjoy the winds with the company of a beloved .
Gracefully a wind does run

Now scented with the fall

Through twisted branch so softly sings

Upon our souls to call.
These are my favorite lines but all is good...:)

[Jack...]

Thank you so much for your kind words. This poem carries a special meaning for me.

[Sami Khalil]

The more it carries meaning , the better...:0
You are welcome...