Beauty in a budding rose
That smells of sweet perfume
Beauty in words we compose
As insight fills the room
Beauty in the cobalt sea
Whose stillness brings much peace
Beauty in the maple tree
When long summer months cease
Beauty in the flying dove
Whose wings prepare for flight
Beauty in the precious love
That lasts day into night
Beauty in the beating heart
That shall keep perfect time
To play an everlasting part
In true love’s rhythmic rhyme.
© 2006 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection
Just like you and your heart!!
love Tinka
Dang it, Birgit and Roger said what I was going to say. I'll just ditto them and add exclamation points!!!!!!! LOL Well done, my friend, well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
You write inspirational poetry so well; keep these beauties coming! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Burleson, Karen Lynn. :D
Birgit and Roger :)