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Buds Of Hope
Buds of hope
stretch their necks,
exposing their soft throats
to possible danger.
Slowly the petals
unfurl to the warmth,
cautiously trusting
then most joyously
abandoning fears.
Yes, oh yes!
There is hope for love.
How could anyone disagree with such a profound Statement? The presence of love ensures that it is always eternal Spring time for the blossoming of our every adventure in the relationships we spend so much time pursuing, planning, plotting, and praying over. Why should we be afraid? Everything takes time, and time is, from beginning to end, the only thing we have. Why not enjoy it?
Fleur, something about your poems makes me ramble. I love to read and visit your page. (Almost had to address the, “Another Long Apple Tree Year” again). I will find time to spend more time with your writes next time.
John
Buds Of Hope
Hi John. You are a wonderful poet and great person. Thank you for reading my poem and for your fascinating comments. Do come back. May life treat you well. God bless.