With precious love, she gathers, sweet bouquets,
Proclaiming, precious love for us one day,shall bloom
Shown to us too, through ordinary things
And always remaining, in the things, that you do
What most people, really think love is?
It's not just whatever, what the eyes can see,
It's something else, captured also, in your heart
Breathing all the time there, with you
Candle she holds for you and me,glowing softly,
With joy, a time for comtemplation my friend,
Strolling through valleys and fields,
With the one that you love.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2007