Love excludes those who hate.
Happiness is wondrous delusion. Fame
takes flight eventually. Friends fade,
new friends fade too.
.
Always is a hope that never stays.
Lasting peace becomes overwhelming
war. The soul weeps and lets the mind
comfort and cheer. We make joy
like an excellent wine that takes time,
spring water, and a good
recipe.
.
Lady A
10-08-13
1151p
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Brilliant poetry, well
Brilliant poetry, well versed and the words chosen were well like your wine vintage. Loved your poem an excellent read.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
Occasions Of Love
Are a celebration.
~S~
;-)
There's so much I love about this, but not only are these line great, but so true,
"Love excludes those who hate
happiness is wondrous delusion"
(So much of our view of life, both good and bad, is based on our delusions;-)
"We make joy.
like an excellent wine, it takes time
and spring water and a good
recipe."
A fine vintage here, Lady A!
I Enjoyed Writing This Poem, Beav
.
Love rocks!