Capital letters for us
In the tree out back
Now about grown over
As I’m about to pack
Duke loves Daisy
Carved within a heart
Hard to make out now
Then it was our start
Sold the house
So big and alone
Without you now
The house only groans
A new couple now
With love in their hearts
Makes it feel right
Since it’s their start
© 2011 Michael Yost 08/11
Michael's Lair 
Very sweet, Michael. I really enjoyed it! 🙂
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Thanks!
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Oh, I forget to say that I wrote a love poem today too called Never-Ending. Check it out when you get minute. Blessings
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Thanks again and thanks for the alert you posted.
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A house holds so much history! Sometimes sad to leave it behind! And its memories.
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Thanks Mary. Yes but open to new ones.
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Nice write, Michael! Loved it
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Thanks Tasha.
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Very melancholy feel to this one, Michael. A good write!
Here’s my offering for this first Gooseberry Garden picnic: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/08/21/this-eden/
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Thanks Charles.
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awww this is bittersweet at its best. I always wanted my name on a tree, at least those last forever, well until they cut the tree, lol. Stil, each time I see these I often think about the couple, where they could be etc…NICE one boo, xxxxxxxx 🙂
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I never had done this myself, but have seen it on different occasions; one was out in the woods, several hundred yards away from the path. Never did figure out that one.
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Very Nice write !
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You suckered me right in with that first line about the tree out back and carving names into it! This is my kinda stuff!
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I used to have some southern in me. Gave me a lot of comfort back then too. That’s when I finally understood that there can be too much of a good thing.. hic.. 😉
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Good to pick up those lovely moments in the past. Wishing you more, ahead 😉
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And to you too!
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beautiful, glad to see love blossom.
🙂
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The old to pass on to the new. Always a good story.
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sweet memories recalled,
well done.
🙂
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Thanks for the visit and the comments.
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Bittersweet and poignant write. Nicely done.
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Thanks Lola. One of my grandchildren is named Lola. Appreciate the kind words.
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Memories of a new start revisited. Nicely done.
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Thanks for the visit and the comment!
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Very sweet reminiscence of young love, Sigh…
http://mairmusic.wordpress.com/2011/08/17/week-149-too-much-sadness-fills-a-room-displacing/
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Thanks.
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The old memories of love making way for the new again. So sweet, Michael. I love the names–“Duke loves Daisy”!
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i could feel this whole poem. sad times.
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Yes but hopefully happy times for the new couple.
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If only love would last as long as some of those trees. This leaves me wondering about Duke and Daisy. 🙂
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A lot of things could have happened to Daisy including dying. Left this one open ended for the reader to decide.
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When “forever” doesn’t work out for some folks, it may for the next couple… certainly true of me and my former husband, who are both happily remarried and all friends.
A tinge of sadness with a happy ending. And the tree will always mark the good times, you know? Thanks, Amy
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Thanks for your comments. You are always there with some great observations. 🙂
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never had my name crved anywhere houses hold lots of memories good and bad scarey or sweet nice poem our minds are a book of pictures ready to be printed xxjen
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Thanks Jen For your visit and comment.
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