On a balmy night you
walked by,
Someone's heart,
Soared to the sky.
A gentle breeze, blew
you my way,
That night, you entered
my heart to stay.
A holding of hands,
in a tender clasp,
Made two hearts,
Beat very fast.
As we walk along the
way,
Our love will grow,
day by day.
(c) copyright heather burns
Nice little poem, lovely lovers tale. Keep writing.
yeah love grows day by day but never becomes old.. there is no age of love.. love is heart to heart job and stays young for ever.. like this poem as sweet as your poetry and heartiest feelings.. appreciate the idea and its much meaningful