I see you when I’m lonely
When I’m distant sad or blue
To find you in a field of clover
You’re almost there on cue;
Within the clearness of a mountain stream
Or in a storm’s wet aftermath
When rainbows show their glory
Above life’s weary path;
Where dark abides and love’s charm hides
You’re there to balance out the scales
Your attributes your treasures
Your goodness and your pleasures
I see them when all else fails—
Portraits of you—and I’m alive again.
YEAH...SHE SEEMED TO HAVE IT ALL AND I AM SURE SHE FILLED THE DREAMS OF MANY OF OUR SOLDIERS, BUT IT'S SAD THAT IT APPEARS SHE NEVER FOUND THE 'TRUE LOVE' SHE WAS SEEKING. IN THE END, WITH HER DEATH, SHE BROUGHT ATTENTION TO THE RAVAGES OF ALZHEIMER'S AND IT WAS THEN THAT MANY FOUNDATIONS FOR ITS STUDY CAME INTO EXISTENCE. THANK GOD FOR HER DAUGHTER WHO TOOK CARE OF HER UNTIL THE END...SHE WAS HER MOTHER'S 'PORTRAIT OF LOVE'. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Rita was born in the U.S. Her father was from Spain and her mom was British. Yes, her glamour shot won WWII. It was in more foxholes than the M1 carbine. She had 5 husbands, and none of them measured up. I was too young otherwise I would have gladly tried to fill that role.
Reminds me of all the men overseas who were longing for their loved ones and had pinups of Rita Haworth wherever they had their gear. America's sweetheart who I think, came from Mexico.
If you haven't told her yet, reciting this softly in her ear as you slowly sway to some wonderfully romantic song would definitely convince her of your feelings!
Angela Calminetti, mother of five, New Age practitioner and gifted psychic and telepath, is proud of her family ties and does everything she can to make sure that all of her younger siblings are as happy in love and marriage as she is…whether they wa
Tenderly and emotionally well written.
Ron
Wonderful imagery and penetrating sentiment, which touches the reader softly and indelibly. Rx
I enjoyed this.
Beautifully written.
Rebecca
Sandie
Love ya!
Jane