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All in The Art of Poetry
You want to know something? I am completely at a loss for an except. Folks, things happen for reasons, I am a firm believer in that. I’ll go with a intuition that saying to me, this is to remain blank.
Part of a dream I had the other night, so sureal it was to me. Woke me up from what I thinks was a sound sleep, because I was startled by it. Pretty crazy times we live in, and adventure to see through my eyes, and then sit here and display it poetically, no better feeling then, accomplishment.
Shannon, that's my wife's name. Just the very thought of her brings butterflies back to my stomach—those teenage butterflies when you're all flushed seeing the girl again, first love? I get that way sometimes just thinking of my wife. I had to let her go physically; spiritually, my wife and I always are connected.
This poem is rather written in dark manor way. Finding a love isn’t easy for some. But, love has differentiate its form in many ways in each of us. And truly getting know someone inside and out, is definitely a committed effort to anyone how is serious of another. Inside, that getting down to the nitty gritty of things. I believe I’ve written this piece very well, it represented itself in retrospect of truly knowing someone, as my late wife and I. I am not saying it is about you, but a likeness of.
My late wife and I had only been together a few years, so, it was still a crisp and savory love. We were young, adventurous, and just started our family. My late wife and I are soulmates, for all eternity. I am still in love with her today and still take to her as if she were sitting right next to me.
For years, and years, I just can’t and wouldn’t thinking our fhttps://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/as_we_are_516514amily to split in the blink of an eye. And those blinders was sure on. Well I’m trying hun to write it and if our Lord Jesus told me it would help me to begin the processes that it will help me forgive myself.
Most of the love poems you find by me are of my late wife. Beautiful woman inside and out, I couldn't have asked for anyone better.
Until we meet again my love, may you rest peacefully until then.
Beautiful people they were. Donna had gotten ahold of me asking if I could write a poem about her and her husband, John, and their love and relationship, and being married together 53 years. So I needed a little bit more info to understand their undying love for one another. She needed in it, to include, yellow roses and the 4 kisses. Every day, her husband John would give 4 kisses before leaving for work every single day. He returned home in the evening and greet her with 4 kisses. 53 years such, as the ambiance of their passioned love
Autumn is my favorite time of the year. With its bright-colored leaves and fall time smells. The sweater’s to keep cozy on cool nights. The pumpkins and gourds on the porches marking the season.
