Author John Clare There are days to remember Whose sunshine hath set Where loves dying ember But kindles regret How aches the fond bosom To look on the past Where Edens gates close em On joys first & last & now unreposing On the world we are cast Tags love poem love poems love poems for her love poetry poems about love romantic poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments