I Know the Land Where the Lemon-Trees Flower
I know the land where the lemon-trees flower
I know the land where the lemon-trees flower,
I have seen their fruit over landscapes, tower.
The trees grow wild here because they are free,
I have run on its pathways and drank from its streams.
I know the land where the lemon-trees flower,
It was the place where I kissed him, it was my finest hour.
We laughed and we cuddled amongst the yellow showers,
And sat on the soiled ground that nurtured its flowers.
I know the land where the lemon-trees flower
For it was the same place where our love grew sour.
We had forgotten our purpose, and why we had met,
As it all fell to pieces that winter after next.
But like the life cycle of nature so strong,
We fixed all our mishaps and where we went wrong.
This story I tell to all I encounter,
I know the land where the lemon-trees flower.
24th July 2018
"Pretty Poem Please" Julia Ward
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