Love’s Daydream End, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz


Love’s Daydream End, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Can there ever be another like you,
Who can make me happy when I’m so blue,
Whose heart was meant for me ev’r to be true,
Love so tend’r my heart wishes to renew.

Two linked hearts carved into this rugged tree,
Our joined love was meant forever to be,
Filled to overflowing with laugh and glee.
I reach for you but there is only me.

Only you who can fix this broken heart.
Tis my hope that you have forgot me not,
To meet here once again for a new start,
With my solemn promise never to part.

Love cannot be of one, but hearts of two,
Being ev’r true lest have one bid adieu.


Painting by: Marcus Stone, Love’s Daydream End (c. 1880)



Couple at Tea, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

z-couple at the table

Couple at Tea, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Be not a better way to make amend,
As I not with knowledge of infraction.
If it was I that to thee did offend,
Pray tell, as there will be rapid action.

Please smile for life so still is very vile,
Come close provide the magic of thy touch.
Show both thy eyes not a chilling profile,
Open thy heart for I not be nonesuch.

Thy displeasure has cut my heart so deep,
For it is to thee I have pledged my life.
Need to find a resolve before we sleep,
As it is love that made us man and wife.

Our union is one for eternity,
No matter the moment of anger be.


Painting by: Gotthardt Johann Kuehl, Paar am Teetisch (c. 1900)



Winter Fuel, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz


Hardy winter-fuel


Winter Fuel, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

The winter winds soon will be at my door,
Must prepare else be ev’r plagued by the cold.
Being aged does not keep me from the saw,
Work as I have there is need for tenfold.

Large is my task some help must I enlist,
For our many hands will make this light work,
Long as there be willingness to persist,
And from appointed duties will not shirk.

All that has been said is with tongue in cheek,
As much of what’s spoken falls on deaf ear.
It is the warmth of company I seek,
No greater joy is there to have them near.

Blessed with grandchildren are God’s reward,
For the many hardships which have sored.


Painting by: Frederick Daniel Hardy, Winter Fuel (c. 1880)

When looking for poetry material I found this and immediately know that this would be a grandchild poem.  More specifically a granddaughter poem.  Although there are two children in the painting the young girl is light up.  She is the center of attention.  All my grandchildren are helpful to me, offering assistance whenever they can.  But this poem is for Hope who I called Princess.


Love’s Confusion, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz


Love’s Confusion, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

My feeling of love for you shall nev’r freeze,
No matter the trying situation.
It was first founded on a summer breeze.
Know not the cause of such palpitation,
But in my heart twas your coronation.
It is you that I will always adore,
Being together the world to explore.

Need to ask why of your hesitation,
For my heart be dangerously perplexed.
At first did you feel a wild sensation?
If yes, then my troubled heart shall be vexed.
If you be confused what is to be next,
Let your warming heart be a faithful guide,
It is only you I wish to be at my side.


Painting by: Gotthardt Johann Kuehl, Lovers in a Café (c 1900)