Leah’s Flowers
Yellows touch sweet reds.
Blooms sweet to souls fed.
Hearts lifted on loves touch.
A neighbor’s kindness means much.
Beautiful bouquet brightens Leah’s day.
Lifting sad hearts to show loves way.
Never did ask to the sweetness of this tune.
In souls wrought of love, there are many rooms.
Blossoms reach into the burdened mind.
Grace of hearts door to loves true find.
Friends bring smiles to her precious heart.
Memories laced in kindness never to part.
J. Allen Wilson © 8/11/08
Grace of hearts door to loves true find."
Truely lovely and colorful. Thank God for good friends. Your poetry is refreshing.
(((((HUGS))))) love and continued prayer, Karla.
Beautiful flowers to brighter her day.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
wrap her with your arms and with your love.
nessa
It often truly does. Good friends, and good neighbors, are truly a marvelous thing.
God bless you both!
Beautiful poem, beautiful, loving gesture!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Take care of your lady is all I can say...Peace & Friendship, Ed & Rufuz