true love leads to
sight transcending
prior states of heart
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Monday, April 25, 2011
She
her soul is poetry
posies and paint
her eyes are the laughter
and hope of the sea
her hair finds the sunlight
in all the moon's dreams
her life leads the jonquils
to spring fresh with joy
her heart makes delightful
the bluebirds in may
the cardinals sing when she
passes their way
in the strictest of times
she will smile for spite
of the darkness of life
in the still of the night
in abundance of pleasures
she temperate grows
for past undergoings
have taught her "go slow"
she smiles at the future
and sings from the past
the love songs of ages
til laughter will last.
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