Morning lace streaming
gently upon your face as
you lie next to me breathing
in fresh air filtered from
whence our secret garden
path reflects us forevermore
in skip to my loo, my darlin
crossing bridges planting
come what may
Oh my such a Beautiful photo to go along with this Superb poem Laura
Reviewed by ANNA CLOUTIER (Reader)
Reviewed on December 28, 2012
another wonderful piece of poetry from you ,,,vivian..love this poem..keep going my friend..more,more, anna
Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)
Reviewed on December 27, 2012
"....our secret garden/path reflects us forevermore" This is a frolic overature of love and bloom, skip and joy....especially appreciation, leaping off the page. Beautiful. ~~ Diana
Ah, such devilish you spend here, Vivian the Vibrant. I love your special way of accosting us with the reality of life in your magical way well done, as are all of your endeavors. I tip my hat to the lady of the seedling.
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MORNING LACE OF JOY IN MY HEART. A BEAUTIFUL WRITE.
LADY MARY ANN
one I can consume myself into...
Beautiful
Love and Light
Lily
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