Lovely Long Red Hair
Lovely Long Red Hair what a perfect poem for a beautiful Scottish girlfriend Colette who I loved dearly very fond memories
Lovely Long Red Hair
It’s really hard to forget the relationship and the day we met
We met on a busy railway station one of the biggest of the nation,
I remember your lovely long red hair you didn’t have a care
You waited all alone while texting on your phone
I remember the minute we met it was something I will never regret
The smile across your face as we stood and embraced as
You dropped the shopping onto the ground,
Then we looked around the town then a café that we had found,
I saw the look upon your face my heart moved at a faster pace,
We talked for a little while drinking tea and sharing smiles,
Your eyes were a beautiful blue I didn’t know what to do,
You said it was time to go and I didn’t want to know,
Its time to catch the bus because she was in a rush,
Now I have to wait much longer as my love for her grew stronger
We lost contact with each other but they could never be another
Never to be forgotten but it was a year later that our love would blossom
As she rang me one fine day it was in the middle of May
She asked if she could see me again I uttered the word When?
We began a love affair everyone said we make a good pair
The beauty of her hair it wasn’t out of place and she had a pretty face
We always walked hand in hand and I was always feeling grand.
Always up for a laugh and we and played around something daft.
She always had a smile you could see it for a mile,
She always laughed out loud you could pick her out of the crowd.
We would spend weekends at my home I never wanted a weekend on my own
The weekends we spent together they are the ones I will always treasure
We would make love all night long our love was very strong.
Sometimes we would argue and shout but we would always work it out,
Got engaged to be married and the world on our shoulders we carried
Our wedding day got cancelled it was such a blooming scandal
I loved you through and through and I wanted to say I do.
We had been through all the trouble and pain we got wet when walking though rain
We could have worked it out because that was love is all about
Four years has been and gone but it didn’t seem that long,
Or was nearing to year five the relationship had died.
We could have worked it out because that was love is all about
I will never ever regret the day that we had met in a railway station
You with all your lovely red hair when you didn’t have a care
Copyright 2014 Allan Robinson
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