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Maryann I
Poems
Mar 16
Where the Wildflowers Know Your Name
Beneath a sky of quiet blue,
I feel the breeze and think of you—
It whispers softly through the pine,
Just like your fingers brush with mine.
The sunlight warms my face and skin,
But nothing warms me like your grin.
Even the river hums your tune,
A steady rhythm, sweet and true.
The wildflowers bloom along my way,
And every petal seems to say
That love like yours is rare and deep—
A kind of joy I’ll always keep.
I hear the robins sing your name,
I see you in the morning flame—
The way the dawn begins to rise
Feels just like looking in your eyes.
In every tree, in every breeze,
In every hush between the leaves,
I find you there, in quiet grace—
A feeling I could never replace.
No matter how the seasons turn,
No matter what the skies may churn—
You are the calm inside my storm,
The hand that always keeps me warm.
And in the garden of my soul,
You’ve made a home, you’ve made me whole.
#nature
#love
Written by
Maryann I
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