|Reviewed by . ignis
|Love at times is like a gush of water running over a bizarrely shaped scape. Even when absorbed by the soil or evaporated by the heat of the sun, it does not change that fact that it once existed. Not a single particle disappeared since the beginning of creation, just like no event has ever escaped the memory of the universe. It is the essence of life, no matter how unaware of this we may be. Poems perhaps are the retrieving tools of life.
|Reviewed by Safi Abdi
|Do we exist somewhere...
yes, we do exist God made us to exist but there are those who would rather we didn't exist...
|Reviewed by Huda Orfali
|Very beautiful, Sandy
penned to perfection
love and peace
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)
|Perfect. I agree that love develops solid base as it matures over the years of togetherness.
|Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers
|True love never sees the extra pounds or the imperfectons. And even if they do..they don't dwell on them. It takes years to ferment such a togetherness, but once found the sweetness is embedded to a forever depth.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Deep introspective look at love as it ages and matures. We all suffer I think the same angst as our years ahead seem to look shorter then the ones behind us. At least that someone is out there waiting in the wings. Perfect write here Sandi I give it a 10.