"The Personal is Political" African diaspora political commentary, life-love-and music.
Wednesday, 24 August 2011
Poem of love
Through the mist I saw thee
In the rain you did shelter me
Through the storm you did console me
You offered me your heart
In the sun you did shield me
In the snow you did warm me
Through the fog you did guide me
I offered you my heart
Time aged me yet I did wait
Forgotten the game he loves me not
Put away thoughts of white dresses and rings
As unsteady in belief as a tightrope bridge
Still through it all was I destined to meet
Through the ups and downs
Things at their bleak-est
Cheer me up with a joke
Sing a lullaby softly
For you
Is this poem of love
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@Dawna that is such a heartfelt cheery poem I love it........:). It's a poem filled with many emotions especially of love and care for another. Ultimately not everyone is destined to love us the way we want but their presence in our lifes alone is enough!!!!
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ReplyDeleteThank you ChilledLeo:) thank you Chrome:)
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ReplyDeleteThanks Reggie
ReplyDeletesuper extra nice I love it
ReplyDeleteThank you Anonymous!
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