• Love


    I dream of that special place where someday we will be,
    where our souls find home and our hearts find joy,
    together, you and me.
    No one person has ever accomplished what you have somehow done...
    opened my heart to a truest love
    and yet, It's just begun.
    My babe, it's not just the love that sends my heart into places it never knew,
    It's the warmth, the bond, the closeness
    that defines everything we do.
    Together we know of something special
    that we cherish every day.
    for twelve wonderful years
    we've let it guide our way.
    Hold my hand my truest love,
    and stay with me in all.
    We can take on any challenge
    and answer any call.
    Thank you for giving me life
    and showing me the way..
    To a joy I've never felt
    and a deep love that will stay

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    oswegofreeze’s Poems (8)

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