If i could make a poem
of this day.
It would be quiet
still and contemplative.
It would talk of
calm acceptance,
of things unchangeble.
It would mention colours,
grey, green and snippets of blue.
It would allude to the
opinion,
that sometimes, we just
have to wait,
until the skies clear
and then tommorrows path
lies set out before us.
It would whisper of hope,
faith and walking unsighted, blindfolded, through our lives.
It would sigh and politely
state, that time is fleeting
and we must begin,
to take care
of precious moments.
It would silently wrap me
up in warmth and love
and kiss my lips in adoration.
I find i don't need to make
a poem of this day.
For that i have you
my love.
Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 8:37 AM UTC
If i could make a poem
of this day.
It would be quiet
still and contemplative.
It would talk of
calm acceptance,
of things unchangeble.
It would mention colours,
grey, green and snippets of blue.
It would allude to the
opinion,
that sometimes, we just
have to wait,
until the skies clear
and then tommorrows path
lies set out before us.
It would whisper of hope,
faith and walking unsighted, blindfolded, through our lives.
It would sigh and politely
state, that time is fleeting
and we must begin,
to take care
of precious moments.
It would silently wrap me
up in warmth and love
and kiss my lips in adoration.
I find i don't need to make
a poem of this day.
For that i have you
my love.
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