Upon the shaded river bank <br />Where willows weep on water's edge, <br />And drape the sympathetic shore <br />That to my heart shall yield, <br />Some comfort as I sit and rest <br />And gaze across the surface calm <br />A mirror of the August sky <br />And pray my wounds be healed. <br /> <br />I listen as the birds do sing <br />Upon the boughs that gently move, <br />Within the breeze that softly calls <br />Her sweet name unto me, <br />A breath so warm with tender touch <br />That melts the chill of lonely days, <br />But yet I know she'll never come <br />To end my misery. <br /> <br />Upon the shaded river bank <br />My only thoughts to be with her, <br />And so these tears shall never dry <br />Until I find relief, <br />The graceful swan who swims alone <br />And so forlornly bows her head, <br />As she does search in vain for love <br />I too now share her grief.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/upon-the-shaded-river-bank/
