But happy are sweet Lovers In their play

Note:I did this using google docs talk to type.It has problems like grammar,capital letters at random , confusion of words but mainly I am unhappy as it produces a totally differrent type of poem when I am not using a  pen or a computer

The sky is yellow, grey and white today

There is no hint of blue or summer bright

But happy are sweet Lovers In  their play

By Heat  oppressed we sweat now to allay

And yet I find so sweet the evening light

The sky is yellow  grey and white today

What seems good may  still exact its pay

We long for summer then  at heat take fright

But happy are the lovers In their play

Homely was  our cottage in  Lyme Bay

The Charmouth  cliffs half fallen were a  sight

The rabbits had a little world  sos afe

The Lighthouse can be seen from faraway

For ships that come too close  get  holed at night

Unknowing  are all lovers as they  play

 The foreign   seas  are lapping at our feet

Showing both their terror and  their plight

The sky is yellow grey,and white today

And  here we see the lost  drown as they sail