The beautiful seaside picture is alluring and perfect, like your poem, for theivorytide blog!
A cold wind blows from off the sea,
Shakes the buds on the hazel tree,
But doesn’t bring you back to me,
Or set me free, or set me free.
A cold wind blows across the lake,
Despite the wishes that I’d make,
Still it was you the wind did take,
My heart will break, my heart will break.
I watch geese wing across the sky,
For where you are is where they fly,
I yearn to follow, soar so high,
I can but cry, I can but cry.
A cold wind blowing through my heart,
I never dreamt that we would part,
This, the end that I’d thought the start,
Love’s cruel dart, love’s cruel dart.