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Friday, August 7, 2015

When I Was A Young Girl



Margaret Widdemer says it all for many of us  in her poem


When I Was A Young Girl



WHEN I was a young girl, all in a green arbor,
  When I was a young girl in Springtimes gone by
All the long days I went singing and smiling,
Down by the roses the sweet days beguiling,
  Love in the arbor and love in the sky . . .
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
  When I was a young girl, how happy was I! …..


When I was a young girl in days that were golden,
  When I was a young girl, and life had no smart,
All the world seemed a place for my playing,
Full of great lovers to come to me, saying,
  "Madam, I give you the keys of my heart . . ."
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
  When I was a young girl, and dreaming apart! 

When I was a young girl, I dreamed of my lover,
  A tall cavalier who should whisper me low,
"Love, on your lips are red roses a-blowing,
I am your true love, and fast is time going
  Am I your true love? Oh, say yes or no!"
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl–
  When I was a young girl, a long time ago! …..



17 comments:

  1. Love the rhythm and the flow. Thank you for sharing

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    1. Thanks Shamsud. The poem is lovely- true about the rhythm and flow.

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    1. Margaret Widdemer writes very well :)

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  3. This was a very beautiful read - thank you so much for sharing.

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  4. Such a beautiful poem ...

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  5. True,she echos sentiments felt by ladies of my age.

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  6. A lovely poem. Have a wonderful day!

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  7. Beautiful poem-simple yet profound.Thank you so much for sharing!

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