Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Sonnet 18: When At Night I Watch My Dear Heart Sleeping Comments

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When at night I watch my dear heart sleeping
After the labours of the day before
Sometimes a tear starts my sad eyes weeping
And I love my dear sweet heart all the more.
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David Wood
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Spiritual Seeker 29 May 2013

A poem overflowing with love and devotion....beautiful lines crafted...thanks for sharing.

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Paul Brookes 28 May 2013

A beautiful poem of loves labours won. BB : O)

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Love's labor won. A true measure of love defined. Nice write.

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Sally Plumb Plumb 28 May 2013

A heart full of love is the greatest measure.

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