~~~
A piece of verse which led me to the love of poetry
Was composed and contained: “The woods are lonely,
Dark and deep, and I have promises to keep, and miles To go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep…”.
~
The latter permeated my memory and led me in time
To lift and use the spade of poetry as I wandered The field of life. Which led eventually to: “The Nearby hills, here and there, are full of sheep
That bleat and bleat as I observe during a
Welcome break from my task of piling peat”.
Rate this poem:(0.00 / 0 votes)Say it

liam

Irish more…

All liam poems | liam Books

★ FAVORITE (0 votes)

Translation

Find a translation for this poem in other languages:

Select another language:

Discuss this liam poem with the community:

Citation

Use the citation below to add this poem to your bibliography:

Style:MLAChicagoAPA

"VERSE FROM PRIMARY SCHOOL. by liam" Poetry.net. STANDS4 LLC, 2017. Web. 27 Jun 2017. <http://www.poetry.net/poem/45929>.

We need you!

Help us build the largest poetry community and poems collection on the web!