Love And Petals
A poem about pure love.
A pure river of emotion that keeps flowing,
Field of flowers that grow every single day,
Petals that cover the wounded soul.
A pure river of emotion that keeps flowing,
Endless waves of feeling that keep going,
A life-long journey through joy and sorrow,
A journey that we make day by day, tomorrow.
Field of flowers that grow every single day,
A bountiful harvest of love that’s here to stay,
A blooming garden of hope that we can sow,
A little sunshine that can help us grow.
Petals that cover the wounded soul,
The beauty of nature that makes us whole,
The gentle embrace of a friend or two,
The kind words that help us see things anew.
The river keeps flowing, the flowers keep growing,
The petals keep falling, the wind keeps blowing,
But through it all, we find a way,
To navigate life, every single day.
The river may rise, the flowers may wilt,
The petals may fade, the wind may tilt,
But through the storm, we find our way,
To brighter skies, another day.
So let us cherish the river, the flowers, the petals,
Let us hold on to hope, even when the wind unsettles,
Let us believe in the power of love,
And the strength that comes from above.
For the river of emotion will keep flowing,
And the field of flowers will keep growing,
And the petals will continue to cover the wounded soul,
Until we find our way, until we are whole.
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