Across the field I once did stare <br />Towards the woodland that was there <br />I felt the cold of autumn air <br />And saw leaves upon the ground. <br /> <br />The early morning was so still <br />As sunlight rose above the hill <br />And began to warm the morning chill <br />But it couldn't warm my heart. <br /> <br />The sky was of the deepest blue <br />The frost was melting into dew <br />And I remember clearly too <br />Just how I felt that day. <br /> <br />But now that day has long since gone <br />With my chance to be someone <br />I wish for once that luck had shone <br />On me and brought me love.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/across-the-field/
