My love has no bounds
It is everlasting
My love has no limits
It is all encompassing
My love will always be there
No matter what others may say
It’s you and me forever and ever
Even after death
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As we sit among the roses
On this hard ass wooden bench
Professing our love to each other
Long after death has claimed us
Holding onto each others bony hands
Sealing it all with a kiss
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You came along
And you completed me
You healed me
You entertained me
You consoled me
You counseled me
You loved me
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True love found us when we weren’t looking
What started of as friendship soon bloomed into more
What neither of us was looking for
Was each other
And we found it where we least expected it
Holding on least we lose it
Praying for it to last forever
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My one and only love
I swear to always love you
Even unto death
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Rain didn’t stop Mala. Swaddling for Edgar covered the baby boy’s body and she held her other son’s, Burton, six-year-old hand. The mud, muck, and mire didn’t hinder her from staying on course with her mission. From Pennsylvania, they all trekked to get closer and closer to land that was never promised but simply implied. Each step produced more mud caked around her sneakers. She didn’t care. Her rucksack provided them protein packs to put into plastic bottles and nuts and berries and dried meats to keep their muscles in good health. Water hydrated. She rested. The baby had been asleep the entire time that she had started her journey and her eldest son remained silent throughout the excursion as well.
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☺️👏 Aww nice one!! This line though made me laugh , “On this hard ass wooden bench!” 😆
These poems were all so touching and emotional! So very sweet! Loved them all!
Gorgeous MC, I loved it! The second stanza was my fav, with the lines"Long after death has claimed us. Holding onto each others bony hands." And the line about the hard ass bench made me laugh. What a wonderful lovely love poem!
Mother, this is one Superior protestation of love. May it be so.
That felt so good! Thank you for sharing, Mother.