
Love is like music
and it heals my soul
there are suicides and heartaches
a child with hands on her throat
and the push at the top of the stairs
Love is like sunshine
warms and colors your skin
rises from the outside
to the depth of your being
sets a smile on your face
and awakens the children within
Love is like apples
many colors and flavors
and they're sweet on your tongue
or as bitter as heartache can be
apples and love go together
like sunshine and leaves on a tree
Love is the universe
all people are meant to be healed
Take the heartache - forgiveness
and mix it with time
and the love that you feel will be real
Real love, genuine love comes to us by God's Grace
and the willingness to make another shine!
mar08
1 comment:
Love is music.
Love is sunshine.
Love is apples, knowing
The universe is love.
Real love shines,
And so do you Ellen.
A wonderful poem you are
Sweet!
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