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Like a dream come true
I've fell in love with you
As happy as can be
You've kept me safe with love
With the love you've shown
True love is in my heart beating for you
And true love is in my mind
Thinking about you
Because I love
But love is never blind
True love smiles at you believe me it's true
Because true love is all around you
And there's plenty of love to spare
Love is the greatest gift from God above
And your my true love my soulmate
And to share everlasting love and my heart
With you is the proudest day of my life
Because sweetheart every day I love you.
True Love 💝💝😍
Her eyes so beautiful and bright
She's in my heart every night
An Angel from above
She's a true beauty of life
And I love her warm hugs
And I love the smile you put on my face
Your gentle nature and loving heart
I love the way you smile
Because every day my heart smiles
Too because I'm in love with you.
Her Beautiful Bright Eyes 🤩
 Oct 2020 Stalwart Dull
Nonah
Life is a dream
Framed by darkness

There is no way I wish to be
But like bird, leaf, or tree

The root digs without an aim
I want to be empty all the same

In this night that never ends
To be the branch that bends
In gentle northern winds

Beneath an ever still moon
I fall in ever greater ruin

I want to be empty
And aimless

Oh but to make life
Frameless
when we have a dog we have the perfect friend

with friendship always there that will never end

he can understand when ever things go wrong

always by your side with his love so strong.



he can make you smile take away a frown

give you lots of cuddles when your feeling down

he is always faithful to the very end.

when you have a dog you have the perfect friend.
At my best I may compose

a simple poem

But, truth is, even that

best is not very good.
In every line, in every stroke
I traced the breeze, the feel, the folk
Here in my blood, in my skin, in my coat
Remembering Maria, a sketch, a note
A poem for a commissioned piece about Maria Makiling
if the snow was black it wouldnt be as bright
we would never see it when came to night
christmas would be different it wouldnt have its glow
it woudnt be the same the snow it wouldnt show.

it wouldnt be the same as it used to be
whenever it got dark the snow we wouldnt see
children would need lights when playing on there sleigh
very big and bright to help them find there way.

it wouldnt be the same as used to be
all the snow at christmas we would never see
I get scared of death

So I decided to write it down

So maybe I could move on

Bold and brave and strong



I can't comprehend death

It's too hard to understand

The unknown is like the dark

A primal fear to man



So here I mention death

Put it in front of the mirror

Hold it up to the light

So we can see it a little clearer



Maybe death is just like life

Perhaps just another version

Maybe it's a circle instead of a line

Maybe it doesn't even matter



I get scared of death

So I decided to write it down

And now I'm moving on

Bold and brave and strong
the relationship between life and death
 Oct 2020 Stalwart Dull
Megan H
Is a poet still a poet
If they do not write?

A journal gathering dust,
But a yearning to write.
Am I still a poet
Without my inner light?
I'm sorry I haven't written a while! Love you all
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