Hope sees possibilities,
hears a melody,
smells fragrant flowers,
tastes sweet candy.
Feels magical beyond belief,
lives inside of me.
Hope stays, lingers,
blossoms like spring.
Remains in my heart like
music stuck in my brain.
Stubborn, persistent like a
suitor standing in the rain.
I hope you come.
I hope you stay.
I hope what we had
is forever and a day.
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2 weeks ago
Wow, you're good at poetry. I like it. I like how you noted all five senses in the first stanza. it's good....really.
ReplyDeleteI'm just taking jabs in the dark here. Never done it before but I'm learning. Glad you can appreciate it. :)
ReplyDeleteThat is so beautiful.
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