There I was in the flower shop.Why?
Why else, to smell the sweet flowers.
To bring a smile upon someones lips.
To bring out the love inside of someones heart.
To say I love You.
So here I buy one dozen Roses.
Oh so beautiful.I know she'll love them.
She's wanted Roses for weeks.
And there we were in the field,
She always picks flowers for me.
She fills my heart with love everyday.
I love her so very much.
So these Roses I give to you.
Oh my what delight. What joy!
What a kiss and a thank you.
And her magic words say everything to me
" I LOVE YOU DADDY!"
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
Sandie May Angel
Emotive, warm, tender and loving.
Beautiful write I love the picture :)
warm hugs
Elga