Friday, October 12, 2012

Mouth of the Tyne.


Mouth of the Tyne.

The mouth of the Tyne,
So gently swollen till now,
Carries along the dreams of ours,
Stronger than any earthly powers.

Her currents flow in and out,
Settled by a tidal ebbing flow,
Who really knows where they go,
Or how strongly winds shall blow?

But here amidst the early dew,
I sat and stared and thought of you,
And how our love eternal blue,
Flowed like the Tyne, I once knew.

And as the sun fades for today,
I remember the day you went away,
I failed the love I had to say,
Or share the Tyne mouth crystal bay.
The mouth of the Tyne was all mine today.