Tuesday, February 16, 2016

When--By Linda Hurdwell--England


When the moon is hanging ever so high
Amid the blackness of the night sky
With silver stars like diamonds new
That’s when you know, I love you

When you feel great drops of heavy rain
Drowning the world’s large terrain
And we run indoors with limbs wet through
That’s when you know, I love you

When the Sun is hot and smiling down
The warmth ironing out a worried frown
When the wind turns our frames cold and blue
That’s when you know, I love you.

When our hands caress and our lips might kiss
And our hearts entwine in heavenly bliss
When we smile so wide you’ll know it’s true.
That you love me, and I love you.

Linda Hurdwell has been a widow for 5 years. She has two adult sons. Living in the English countryside, she takes her dog, Bessie, for a daily walks and that's where many of her poems and stories are born.  She has always loved writing and has a few short stories published. Although now a pensioner, she enjoys working with adults with learning disabilities and running a mencap social club once a week.  Her hobbies are writing, tap dancing, and going to the theatre or cinema with my friends.


  1. A lovely poem, such warm feelings are transmitted, Thank you for sharing this with us.

  2. Beautiful poem Linda. I enjoyed reading it! Good wishes, Chris~

  3. Hello Linda

    I love titles and thus your title is marvelous all in itself. Your entry is an entry to be read out loud with emphasis. Be proud of your creation. The repetition of when was appropriately utilized. Well done. Thank you for sharing your talent. Sincerely, Ann Marie Mazzarella

  4. This poem of yours is lovely and sweetly romantic, Linda. I love its smooth flow and catchy rhyme, too. Such a lovely feeling when two persons are in love! ~ Regards & blessings // paul