Childhood Dreams (by: Henry Gibson) Flying high o'er trees and hills, The memories of childhood soar again, Oh that the haunts of birth could speak aloud my dreams Of love that might have been! continue reading
Daisy, The (by: Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)) O love, what hours were thine and mine, In lands of palm and southern pine; In lands of palm, of orange-blossom, Of olive, aloe, and maize and vine. continue reading
Dissolution, The (by: John Donne (1573 - 1631)) She's dead; and all which die To their first elements resolve; And we were mutual elements to us, And made of one another. continue reading
Echo (by: Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894)) Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again though cold in death: Come back to me in dreams, that I may give Pulse for pulse, breath for breath... continue reading
Fade Away (by: Lisa G. Leming) I think that I would rather go And walk across a bed of coals Or drop myself into the sea With an anchor tied to me continue reading
Fair Helen (by: Unknown) I wish I were where Helen lies; Night and day on me she cries; Oh that I were where Helen lies On fair Kirconnell lea! continue reading
Far Far Away (by: Sumod) When we're not together my thoughts drift alongside memories of you Things we've done continue reading
Fleurette (by: Robert W. Service) THE WOUNDED CANADIAN SPEAKS: My leg? It’s off at the knee. Do I miss it? Well, some. You see I’ve had it since I was born; And lately a devilish corn. continue reading
Flower Gathering (by: Robert Frost (1875 - 1963)) I left you in the morning, And in the morning glow, You walked a way beside me To make me sad to go. continue reading
