Dark Eyes

Hi Friend

This is a li'l serious though...

As I walked in the field,

I saw two large dark eyes,

Eyes that spoke of tender ties,

Peering out o' a sweet little bush;

As I turned sharply to enquire,

Those eyes looked sadly at me,

Telling me plainly 

''Oh,me! I am going to sit on a funeral pyre;

My love is lost, my love is lost, my love is lost!''

And through frost, hunger and pain I Iooked at those eyes,

Dark eyes, speaking of tender ties.

Thank you :)

The Brunette Beauty

Hi Friend,

I wrote this poem yesterday.

Long brown curls floating down,

Like a long bubbling stream, all so brown,

A fair forehead beneath the smooth brown hair,

Ah, me! A forehead as fair

as this

Ne'er was seen among mankind.

'Neath the forehead come large grey eyes,

So pretty, sweet, and kind;

And 'tis my faith that eyes like this were

Ne'er beheld by mankind.

Then comes a fair little nose,

That, when looked at so close,

Looks a marvel of beauty;

And 'tis my faith that such a nose was

Ne'er beheld by mankind.

Next comes a little red mouth,

So sweet and rosy;

And, when looked at closely,

It reminds one of a posy.

And, truly, by my heart!

'Tis my faith that such a mouth was

Ne'er beheld by mankind.

I hope you would like my poem. Thank you.