Promise Me Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

Those rolling hills that shine neath the sun,
That clear sky that spans for miles,
Those bygone days we shared each one,
For they were filled with love and smiles,
And looking at the meadow green,
I see a dove so soft and white,
That's perched upon a leafy branch,
Remembering when you held me tight,
Beneath that tree you spoke the words,
Of love to me with honesty,
Those precious words I long to hear,
Please wait for me,
Just promise me.



Jayne Louise Davies