We met as children long ago.
I can't recall the day.
I was too young to notice then,
It must have been at play.
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hope that God may soon arise As He did once before. And bless our souls just one last time By calling home one more. yes one more blessing gesture from Him and two souls may unite agn.. nice poems to read in its true spirit.....10 read mine... i miss.. come home... anywhere
Your diary expressed it well, My name on every page. Rachel Ann Butler
a beautiful poem sir......your poems runs with great simplicity.....19
An exquisite write, filled with love, happiness and sad moments. All happens for a reason, even though we may not understand it at the time. Stunning write.
A soul shifter. Love haply transcends all bondaries of time and space of material and non-material. Another heart felt piece; beautifully written.
its good but yea we do grow out of relationships liek Dr HiteshSheth said its so true but its good thoo
Some how we outgrow our relationships and we fall apart.......................It happens............Any way Good Write with rhythm......
The greatest love my friend. Again you prove you're in your league when you write pure gold such as this. Nice wolfy very nice
This is beautiful, and so moving. A delightful poem and a real treat to read. I wrote quite a few in a similar vein when my husband died, it was very therapeutic and helped me to come through the grief. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
becomng a loner after being in a family..i know too well and its really cruel..a very touching piece
This is to touching, it really is an appropriate title for it. A Blessed Love indeed. Please keep wriring. I cant imagine poetry being so narrow that there would be no room for different forms of writing experiences, thoughts, blessings and so many other things, in verse.
I have known those who met and loved this way and I envy that kind of love. D o not know on whom you base your poem but it is very well stated and versed. My own parents died three weeks apart. Mom worried about Dad dying of cancer went first from heart attack and then Dad missing her died three weeks later. Mother's Day, Memorial Day. Memories aboung. Thank you for verse. Susan
Very sad poem.Was the last stanza about the Rapture? I hope you aren't too depressed.When it is our time to be called home then we go.Heaven is beautiful-I glimpsed it in 1980 (NDE) ....but you can only go there when that gift called Life runs its natural course. Recognising blessings is very important...I hope you have many more.Nice rhyme! ! ! ! ! ! Good flow and keep on expressing yourself through your own unique poetic voice! ! ! ! ! !
Very sincere and warm poems, I took it to heart, besides you are the good master of-words... 10x10.. Sincerely, Tsira
they is so very beatiful... made me tear, a bit. I wish for the same in my life.
Very nicely done, Wolfey. A beautiful and tender tribute to the love of your life. Not sure about that last line, but hopefully you're not going anywhere soon. Kudos! Linda :)
Really a beautiful love poem well articulated and nicely brought forth from the heart. Thanks for sharing.