Like the moon that shines so bright
In the stillness of the night
Our love is like a silver stream
That flows with grace and gleam
It's not a fiery passion
That burns out in a flash
But a steady, constant devotion
That never turns to ash
Our love is like a silver thread
That weaves its way through time
Binding us together
In a bond that's pure and kind
It's not a love of youth
But a love that's grown with age
A love that's weathered storms
And come out stronger on the other page
Our love is like a silver tree
That spreads its branches wide
Giving shade and shelter
To all who come inside
It's a love that's not just for us
But for all who see us shine
A love that's like a beacon
Guiding hearts to be entwine
So let our love be like silver
Shining bright and true
A reflection of the beauty
That we see in me and you.
About the Creator
There is a Thin Line Between Tears of Sorrow and Tears of Joy
I remember when my mother passed away. After the tears from the initial shock, our family sat in the living room and shared memories. We talked about her love and compassion toward others, the lessons she taught us about honesty, and how she taught us the importance of respecting ourselves and others. Then we started sharing memories that made us smile and eventually, each of us began to relax and tell stories that made us laugh.
By Brenda Mahler4 days ago in Humor
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