Crimson and Clover.

 

Crimson is the Sun, as she sets above the lake

Reflecting the mountains as my breath away she takes,

Shadows receding as fire flies do their dance

And I sit to dwell upon the moments of pure chance..

 

I hear the drummers rhythm as it sounds its steady beat

Of the native land I love and in my dreams I greet.

My heart beats to the song of a long ago lost tune

And deep within my soul, I know our meetings soon.

 

For long ago on windswept deck, overseas I sailed

I waved goodbye to all I knew, and trusted not to fail

For held within a knowing came that one day soon would be

I trusted that the Crimson Sun would lead you back to me.

 

And as the Night now draws on near, I hear that same old song

I bend to pick a Clover leaf, and know where I belong.

Crimson and Clover together they go well

For My love… I know where I shall Dwell…

 

 

© Sue Dreamwalker 2011 All rights reserved.

Thank you Crimson and Clover – Tommy James & The Shondells One Record I love to listen too which inspired this Poem…… From a Long Lost Memory……..