You.
Love, laughter, a pillow for my fears.
I want to give and to be given to
So I might feel myself flow through the years
Alive in you, the wonder of my tears
So I have found my melody,
And I have found my poem.
My heart has found its harborage,
My will has found its loam.
You are my hearth, my home
And I have found my poem.
My heart has found its harborage,
My will has found its loam.
You are my hearth, my home
6 comments:
Ag dis beautiful!!!
Lovely words.
Wow...lovely sentiment...great poem
beautiful Nini. Simply beautiful
Your words are blooming like your marriage!
you look like ashton kutcher?? post it up post it up!! let us see!! LOL
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