Once upon a time long past
A ring was forged to bind love fast.
Atop a hoop of pure white gold
A rose was set with petals unfold.
At center of the flower
Bloomed a brilliant gem of pure white lure.
It set upon a hand so fine,
A princess, a daughter of hand divine.
Alas the beauty and the ring so fine
Came subject to the rage of time.
Though scratch and nick time did try,
The band held fast with bud held high.
Till children royal to the ring,
Did restore the beauty of the thing.
If roses were only red
And violates were really blue
Than writing poetry
Would be boring to do.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Step By Step
Step by step
So the trail begins
Clouds cloaks sunshine
Breeze chills the skin
Step by step
Vista opens
Lost in Greenery
Desert is endless
Step by step
Trail is clearer
Winding wilderness
Each bend new pictures
Step by step
Secrets unfold
Each piece comes to view
Simple majesty
Step by step
Smiling more often
Holding hands
Heart is more sure
Step by Step
Family comes in focus
Laughter heeling
New bonds begin
Step by step
Sun dispels clouds
Green becomes radiant
Skin is warmed
So the trail begins
Clouds cloaks sunshine
Breeze chills the skin
Step by step
Vista opens
Lost in Greenery
Desert is endless
Step by step
Trail is clearer
Winding wilderness
Each bend new pictures
Step by step
Secrets unfold
Each piece comes to view
Simple majesty
Step by step
Smiling more often
Holding hands
Heart is more sure
Step by Step
Family comes in focus
Laughter heeling
New bonds begin
Step by step
Sun dispels clouds
Green becomes radiant
Skin is warmed
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Rose of Memory
Softly ebbs the surf at daybreak
Strolling along the seashore
Searching for love I did forsake
Eyes tracing over sandy floor.
Loss presses heavy on the soul
Of a love and friendship deep
Heart that shudders from a whole
And from eyes that constant weep.
Tracing footsteps erased in tide
Will ebbs with the journey
Hope washes from the eyes
And conscience slows the hurry.
Yet just when hope is gone
And discouragement is set
Alas the spot is found
And a single flower left.
Lays a rose of great beauty
Like a talisman it marks
A place of great memory
Where love a new embarks.
Lights the heart to gladdness
To gaze upon each petal
And to quench the fiery maddness
And soften a heart of metal.
Strolling along the seashore
Searching for love I did forsake
Eyes tracing over sandy floor.
Loss presses heavy on the soul
Of a love and friendship deep
Heart that shudders from a whole
And from eyes that constant weep.
Tracing footsteps erased in tide
Will ebbs with the journey
Hope washes from the eyes
And conscience slows the hurry.
Yet just when hope is gone
And discouragement is set
Alas the spot is found
And a single flower left.
Lays a rose of great beauty
Like a talisman it marks
A place of great memory
Where love a new embarks.
Lights the heart to gladdness
To gaze upon each petal
And to quench the fiery maddness
And soften a heart of metal.
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