With a spark we started the fire again and together we’ll last to the end.
Through the storm we have walked and together we have survived.
A new love is born from the ashes of a fire that was lit long ago.
Our path unbeaten but together we go on this journey, our lives now intertwined.
With the darkness comes the light and with the wind, rain and cold comes the rainbow.
It's working beautifully :)
It's working beautifully :)
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thanks
Thank you very much. i like to make it longer gut not sure where to go with the rest of it.
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After a storm there is always
After a storm there is always a rainbow. And at the end of the rainbow awaits a pot of gold. Hope you find it.
heather
Rainbow
Thank you Heather, I too hope to find the pot of gold.
I think I have a good chance :)
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I'm sure you will find it.
I'm sure you will find it. Just hang in there.
Be brave in this life. Maybe we will meet in
the next one. Write some verses together.
your friend in poetry, heather
oak tree
Sitting by a big oak tree, sipping on some tea.
sharing a great conversation.
Now that would be lovely!
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oak tree
that would be great. take care.