24 Tuesday Jan 2017
Posted in Poetry
Tags
eternal, faith, heart, home, love, memories, nature, remembrance, sacred intimacy, sweet divine, time, truth, value
sometimes
still I gather
moments by their stems
arranged in peaceful
place
against my heart
where essence
so familiar
blooms
to take my breath
reminding me
the way
was mine
to love
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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