Come Along With Me

COME ALONG WITH ME



Come along with me to celebrate spring,
To laugh with joy and let your heart sing.
Come home and greet my family today;
We gather once a year to laugh and play.

Come to the picnic, play in the soft grass,
With brothers, sisters, and cousins en masse.
Gambol and frolic throughout the spring day,
Pause only to eat, and return to play.

We’ll jump in hay, pick flowers in the field.
Recapture our youth and let oldness yield.
Under the blossoming branches we’ll lie,
Watch fluffy white clouds in a pastel sky.

Return to our youth, wear your hair in a braid,
Or let it hang free if you’re not afraid;
For your gold tresses, now woven with grey,
To blow in the wind, tangle in the hay.

Let everything go, come marry me.
We can stand up under the cherry tree.
And when the family meets here next year,
Our first anniversary they can share.

A true homecoming gala that will be,
A celebration that will mean to me
The peak of the year of our brand new life
With you and me, happy husband and wife

Come so my family can greet the one
I love so much and whose heart I have won.
Say you love me and you’ll be my bride,
Open your heart and invite me inside.



written for:

Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest

Using the words: pastel braids youth soft tangled gold grey branches

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