Poetry by Jeff Green



by cricketjeff on March 11, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

In London town the air is cold
And I have got no-one to hold
And so I’m feeling rather old
This morning

Is there another place for me
Besides the mountains or the sea
With someone’s arms to set me free
All morning

Imagine this, the best surprise
To wake up to a pair of eyes
And learn my spirit really flies
One morning

And with this thought I am renewed
I’ve brightened up my attitude
Maybe a future I’ve accrued
New morning

Just for now its in my mind
Perhaps one day I’ll wake to find
Me in your eyes so deep and kind
Each morning